My uncle started taking me on hunting trips when I was about 10. My parents would always give me money but my uncle would never let me pay for anything. After hunting it was always a tradition that we would go to McDonald's after hunting. He would look at me and say "Go get the straws and napkins I've got this one". "One day I'll be retired and you'll be working then you can get me lunch". Well my Uncle Harold is retired now it really felt good the first time I told him to "Go get the straws and napkins". For some reason there is nothing like a warm big mac after sitting in the woods in freezing cold weather for hours. I am thankful for my Uncle Harold for teaching me about the outdoors and I'm proud to tell him to go get the straws and napkins now.