I lost my dad in 1989 and a year later to the very day, I killed a bighorn ram in Colorado.
I lost my son, Zac, on June 17, 2017. He was in the mountains doing what he loved, almost. That was just 6 days after Nate lost his dad.
I miss them both every single day but I'm happy for the memories on the mountain and much much more!
I thank God every day that I have daughters who like to spend time on the mountain with me still.
Zeke
#livelikezac