Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.
Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.
Remember what I told you yesterday about the deer I shot that had an ear tag? Seems that lots of people are interested in the deceased deer that we affectionately refer to as Number 24. Especially how she got here.
NewGuy is in his stand in the swamp and glances over his shoulder. There is a deer at twenty paces giving him the evil eye.