MEMORIES INBOUND
If I choose any random month or year from my life and try to remember something exciting that happened during that time, I struggle. Sure, I can remember big events and important moments from various times in my life. But if I force myself to recall details from some arbitrary time, I usually draw a blank. For example, what was the greatest thing that happened to me in August 2009? No clue. How about March 2011? Yeah, I’ve got nothing. There’s one serious exception to this rule, however: the month of November. Ask me about any November in recent memory, and my mind lights up like a Christmas tree. What memories come rushing in? You guessed it: deer hunting ones. As if I’ve been hypnotized, my mind hits the play button on…