Recently, I purchased a new compound bow.
But before me, there was my mother, Linda—pictured above in the 1970s, bow in hand, buck by her side.
She was beauty, grace, and strength personified. A working woman raising three children in an era when men didn’t cook or fold laundry—no slight to my father, who labored hard for our family, but the truth is, she worked and did everything else, too.
Mom carried it all:
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