A family tradition

I’m grateful that my children are of the age now to enjoy quality time with me in God’s great and majestic artwork that we call the outdoors. It’s extremely important for children of a young age to be taught about gun safety as well as the privilege of providing for their family by harvesting one of God’s gifts to us.

This photo has so much in it that tell part of our story.

The ‘97 GMC truck was a high school gift given to me by my oldest brother who fought in he battle of Fallujah with the Marine Corps. It’s the truck l drove on my first date with my bride. The new tires were given to me by my brother Jacob when he worked at a tire factory, and he’s now a successful voice actor and author. The hat was given to me by my father many years ago. The flannel shirt was my father’s as well, and in 2013 he went to be with the Lord, leaving a hole in our family that no amount of time will ever fill. The jacket was given to me by my brother in law who has been my best friend since I was about 14. The rifle I got off my dear friend Brian Montgomery, who kills more heavy antlered deer than most people in the south. The deer came off the land of my old boss and one of the men I’ve looked up to most since my father died, Mitt Wardlaw. The Marine Corps sticker reminds me of so many brothers I served with and who I love dearly. The watch was a gift from a good man, Graham Allen, upon my return from Afghanistan. My daughter is the oldest of our twins and my hunting buddy, and ultimately one of the reason I’m still here today. Her American flag rifle sling was hand crafted by my brother Joseph Philllips, owner of RemRock goods. And this photo was taken by my brother Josiah Phillips who is an artist, father, and someone I look up to in many ways.

Our story is a simple one. But it is ours.