The "White Handkerchief" Story

It was an ordinary day. I was traveling with my friend Jim who was a classmate in one of my classes at Millersville U. We were headed to "The Barrens"? near Maryland to go deer hunting. First time for me! I purchased my license and had borrowed a gun from my uncle which he assured me would take down a deer from a long distance away. He had given me all the necessary equipment for a successful trip. All but a very necessary bit of info. You'll see! I had only fired a gun once in my life. That was a shotgun that I used when I went hunting with my uncle one time. He had no boys and wanted so bad to have a boy that could go hunting with him. I was that "Designated Boy." I say only once because it took me too long to get the gun up to the "shooting position" when I saw the cock bird and missed him when I took that first and only shot. He had a clear shot at the bird, but wanted me to have a chance to shoot a game bird. Last hunting trip with my uncle. Back to the deer hunting part of the story. We parked the car and I was told to stay by a tree that was nearby. He was going to "circle-around" and chase the deer in my direction. Sounded good to me. No walking! I parked myself by the tree and after a short time got bored, so I sat down to rest. My nose began to run because of the cold weather. I pulled out my white handkerchief to blow my nose when "Bammmmmm." A branch on the tree above me fell to the ground. "Holy S**t!" I yelled, and LOUD. "Don't shoot." This was the part that my uncle failed to tell me. Don't pull a white handkerchief (looks like a deer tail) out of your pocket and wave it around when deer hunting. Last time I ever went hunting!! It was an extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.