I know though that when this fellow killed this buck in the late 40s or early 50s, it was a major event. This picture probably appeared in the newspaper.
I asked Buddy Baker about when he saw his first deer. "My Uncle Ralph Baker lived out in California. Once when he came to visit in the 1930s, he brought a deer hide and hung it up on the wall. Everybody came to see it. That was really something.
"Now I hate all the deer and the conservation agents that brought them back!" (The sweet potato incident has him upset. He'll calm down.)
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I remember deer being in the woods by our house growing up. No, wait, that was cows, my bad, memories are faulty things. Remember the first time Uncle Teed gave us deer meat? We all hated it. I haven't tried venison since.
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