A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tall tower stand near a
highway, early one cold December morning.
Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the
low shrubs, the buck was magnificent...... A once in a lifetime animal.
His rack was huge. The hunter's hand shook as his mind was already
counting the Boone and Crockett points.
Moving quickly, the hunter carefully aimed the Leopold scope on his
.300 Win Mag at the unsuspecting buck.
As he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer of a lifetime,
his friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down
Highway 16.
The hunter pulled away from the gun stock, set the rifle down, took
off his hat, bowed his head and then closed his eyes in prayer. His
friend was stunned.
"Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen
you do. You actually let that trophy deer go to pay respects to a
passing funeral procession. You are indeed the kindest man I have
ever known, and I feel lucky to call you a friend."
The hunter shrugged. "Yeah, well, we were married for 37 years.”
