Haunted Hunter

Haunted Hunter May 11, 2021

Contact, Part I

After about an hour’s worth of tossing and turning, I finally gave in and reached for my phone. A simple search was all it took to find the information I needed. As much as I wanted to continue on toward home, I couldn’t just let the image of an elder lady in distress about things she couldn’t confront. This is what I was trained for.

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Haunted Hunter March 22, 2021

The Big Move

I knew just then that this was the place for me. My first exposure to Native Americans was when I was eleven. Grandfather had me reading The Last of the Mohicans along with a grueling eight-week practice course with spears and hatchets. The book was brilliant, and I was instantly hooked. I could not get enough, so I kept reading whatever I could find. I was fascinated with their way of life and often fancied myself as one of them.

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Haunted Hunter February 21, 2021

Pleased to Meet Me?

And that was my upbringing. That was my lot in life. A lot more gore and a lot less…and they lived happily ever after. As I grew, so did my training. Why read about Robin Hood without taking up archery? The Three Musketeers came with years of fencing. When the stories were finished, the training remained. Eventually, I was weaned off the books, but the training was always there.

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