Subject: Deer Hunter
>A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tall tower stand near
> highway 481 in Maverick Co., TX, early one cold December morning.
> Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the
> shrub w/ a tailgate feeder. 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
> 481. 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."