I turned 5 in the summer of '69.  We had moved to a trailer house in the Adirondack mountains.  Took a year to get a well drilled and running water in the house.  Beaver flows, trout streams and river fishing for pike.  Frog legs in the early summer, home made maple syrup and berries fresh off the bushes.  It was the beginning of a childhood sent from heaven.

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1969... I was about 18 years from existence, and about 34 years from bowhunting.

Hey, my son calls me old!!

In Basic Training...12 days out high school.

     The year that I killed my first buck,Things got even bigger & better there after.

Great replies and stories. Keepm' coming.

And yes it's hard to believe it's been 50 years since recalling some of those great memories.

Running around with my bow and fishing rod in the Pocono Mountains in Northeast Pa. I was 10

Was 17 and had a job at a Ramada Inn as a desk clerk and occasional busboy.  Shot field tournaments with a Hoyt Pro Medalist and hunted with a Root Field Master.  My cousins had just moved to Pueblo, Colorado and a week before school started I took a 12 hour bus ride to their place and my cousin and I hunted deer for a week before school started.

In '69 I was in naval flight training in Pensacola  FL.

Summer of 69 I was in Denmark with my dad. His first time back to his home country since the 1920's.
It was pretty cool to watch our astronauts doing the moon landing while we were in another country.

Working for the Boeing Commercial Airplane Division in Renton, WA., Just married, going to night school at the UW. Bought a 69 Bear Super Kodiak. Wife was working in H.R. dept. However, things changed quickly and the company laid off 20,000 in 69 and 50,000 by 1971 when Boeing lost the SST Program.  Reader boards around the area read, "last person out, turn out the lights".  First son was born in Dec. 25, 1969.

http://old.seattletimes.com/special/centennial/november/lights_out.html

Summer of 69 I was just a few months old.....dreaming of hunting in the big backyard out the window no doubt.
Tim B

I was 11. Used to live in a pair of board shorts. No towel nothing else, in bare feet would walk down a bush track to Palm Beach in Sydney. Swim and surf till I got hungry then rummage through bins, dig out the bottles and cash them for 5 cents each. Four bought you a huge hamburger from the milk bar, covered in onions and ETA barbecue sauce, was the best....

That's during the years our family did Canada summer vacations (mom was from there) so I was on a lake with a fishing pole in my hand.

On holiday in South East Asia.

I was just turning 19 and in my first year of college. Fishing , hunting , cars and girls. It was a great time to be young. Met my wife that fall. Didn't meet the bow for two more years.

I was 11 years old riding bike in the woods, fishing and shooting bow at the barn pigeons.  Had an old Sears fiberglas 25# bow.  Couldn't hunt yet, 12 years old was the age allowed in PA, picked up bowhunting in High School with 45# Ben Pearson. 

I was 16 years old and had a bear Super Kodiak..killed my first deer the next year.  I can remember slipping off with my best friend to go to the Byron International pop festival (it was in Atlanta the year before but was banned from coming back) after my Dad had specifically told me not to go.  Long story short, our car broke down and I got busted/grounded for 3 months! 

Just turned 5 years old in the summer of '69.
Don't remember where I was. Probably hanging from my mother's apron

My first month in the US Army at Ft. Bliss, Texas.  Married March 29, 1969, Draft Letter 3 weeks later and inducted on May 9, 1969. 

Some where in the South China Sea.