This military vet was offered the opportunity to go on his very first turkey hunt. This morning gave us the perfect formula for a successful hunt and with less than a hour in the blind our vet got the turkey he came for and some. After the adrenaline had peaked and the happy tears turned dry, our vet took a moment to overlook his kill. A moment of gratitude, maybe? Or is he replaying the morning like your favorite song on repeat trying to grasp the fleeting feeling that brought him here?