Still, my nephew, Carter Adams, who made a trip all the way from Florida to Kentucky in search of his first deer, managed to shoot a doe Sunday morning. "I told Carter not to expect to see much because it was so windy and warm that morning," Larry Adams, my father-in-law said. "We had a doe in the field just before daylight, and I was just hoping she'd hang around long enough for Carter to shoot. Well, just about the time it got light enough, she walked into the woods. I kept my fingers crossed that she'd come back, and sure enough she did, 30 minutes later. Carter made a good shot."
That's Larry, better known as Papaw, and Carter in the photo.