The Fifth Season
Oct 05, 2021
3 minutes
By Arlene Shovald
In most places there are four seasons—spring, summer, fall and winter, but growing up in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula in the 1940s and ’50s, I was well aware of the fifth season: hunting.
For my dad and, later, my brother after he turned 14, deer season was probably a bigger deal than even Christmas. Right after Halloween, the rifles would come out from under the bed or from the attic. The stuff they used to clean guns would be retrieved from wherever it was kept, and the ritual of getting
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