Parents mark children’s lives by firsts: tooth, word, step, and day of school. As youngsters mature, these memorable moments come further apart. However, for a youngster who hunts, this list continues to grow. If my husband and his friends’ experiences are any indication, this record not only lengthens but is infinite. Hunters live for their stories, which always include a first. Perhaps this is a hunter’s way to cling to childhood’s elusive magic.