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ID:	589 Shot this buck on the third day of the hunt. Had watched him a few times, and every time we bumped him he would take the same escape route. The next day my dad set me up in the escape route and pushed him to me. I was so rattled my arrow was bouncing off the rest. My first shot hit him far back and low, thought I had blown it. Then he turned and came straight at me, giving me a ten yard shot. I double lunged him and he went 20 yards, turned around to look at me, and fell over. Could never repay my dad for that one, he was always great to put us kids in the right spot. Would have loved to see him shoot that buck. If your lucky enough to have the very first issue of Eastmans Bowhunting you can read the full story in there, called a fathers sacrifice.