Alright welcome to the Dixie Crypt in what if it's true podcast I've got five

stories in this video or podcast or whatever you want to call it. I like

everyone of them. I thought all these stories were good I hope you enjoy them too.

I am ready to get into it. Alright here we go. Alright here's an email from

someone who doesn't have a name. I don't know maybe they have a name but they

didn't give it to me which is not a problem. This is a big-foot story he says

this is absolutely true. In November of 1979 I was 14 not old enough to hunt

legally in New York. My dad was an avid hunter he usually hunted in Naples. They

call it part of the southern tier of the state. My dad worked with a man who

owned some prime hunting property there. My uncle was supposed to go with him

that year but something came up so my dad asked me if I'd like to go in his place

and push the deer. Of course I said yes. I was so excited I barely got any sleep

the night before we left. We drove off at 4 a.m. and headed to the dark and

frozen woods in our Ford Pinto wagon. Dad explained as we went what my function

would be. I would head into the woods alone and push the deer to where he would

be set up and ready for them. We got to the gravel road that took us into his

co-workers property and dad told me to walk about 200 yards in the woods and

hunker down for 45 minutes or so and then start walking east. I actually knew a

lot about the woods even then. I spent pretty much every spare moment of my time

in the woods around our home. Anyway dad handed me his O-12 gauge shotgun. It was

empty but I had a couple of slugs in my coat pocket just in case. I stood there

watching the tailgates of the Pinto disappear over the crest of the hill and

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