Duckworth Farms is where I work. I do just about anything and everything that Mr. Duckworth needs done. I have darn near fixed all the fence all the way around this farm. I have many scars on my hands from all the dang fence on this farm. Most of the work that Mr. Duckworth has me do is pretty easy though, since I have done most of what he has me do my entire life. The best part about working at Duckworth Farms is the lunch!
This little place in the country is where I live. We moved to this house from Drexel in August 2007. This is the fourth house that my dad has moved to in the last three years. There is just enough land to this little place that I can find many things to do. There is all sorts of wildlife in this little spot in the world. One day in November a nice buck even ran through my backyard. Me and dad eventually plan on clearing some of the underbrush out and getting some cows to go along with the horses that we already have.
My first deer was a small buck, very small. Eventhough it was only a three point, I was extremely proud of it. One shot from my trusty 30-30 put the little buck down. I was so excited that I almost dropped my gun when I was getting out of my stand.