This story begins in 1939, ten days before the beginning of (some might say) the largest battle that ever included America, World War II. We start in Montana, ‘The Big Sky Country’ a normal family of 4, and one loving father.
“Wake up!” the father, Christopher boomed playfully. Even though his outside appearance is mean, gruff, and tough with his shady, black hair and his large impression, Christopher was the man of a thousand faces. He would protect and defend his young and would love his family like he would his rifle.
“Please uncle Chris, just a few more minutes?” The cousin of the family, george was always the spoilsport of the few. Always skipping birthdays and celebrations and practically sleeping 24/7.
“No, I said to wake up!” Jeff, the 12 year old slowly waltzed out the room with the expression of a bear after hibernation on his face. …show more content…
“Your uncle has agreed to take us on a special hunting trip, just the four of us.” This was truly a ‘once in a lifetime’ opportunity for Jeff, he’s never used a .22 gage rifle before. He glanced outside, watching the september leaves as they descended from the aged oak.
“Let’s go then!” Jeff said with great pleasure in his tone of
“Wake up!” the father, Christopher boomed playfully. Even though his outside appearance is mean, gruff, and tough with his shady, black hair and his large impression, Christopher was the man of a thousand faces. He would protect and defend his young and would love his family like he would his rifle.
“Please uncle Chris, just a few more minutes?” The cousin of the family, george was always the spoilsport of the few. Always skipping birthdays and celebrations and practically sleeping 24/7.
“No, I said to wake up!” Jeff, the 12 year old slowly waltzed out the room with the expression of a bear after hibernation on his face. …show more content…
“Your uncle has agreed to take us on a special hunting trip, just the four of us.” This was truly a ‘once in a lifetime’ opportunity for Jeff, he’s never used a .22 gage rifle before. He glanced outside, watching the september leaves as they descended from the aged oak.
“Let’s go then!” Jeff said with great pleasure in his tone of