Charlie Sherrill Withdrawal Symptoms

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I absolutely enjoy Charlie's stories. If I am ever down in the deep south I would love to meet the man. Top notch in my book and a class act. We need more LEO's of his caliber.
 
This is the first time that I met Charlie and LelandRay. It was the summer before Katrina. I am the Yankee in the middle.

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Originally posted by Out West:
Charlie, I need a story. I'm getting the shakes. Give us a break and post one, will ya?

Out West

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Originally posted by jonnyringo:
If I am ever down in the deep south I would love to meet the man.

Why wait till you go there? Charlie was at National Gun Day in Louisville, KY a month ago. Read the forum. Keep an eye out around the end of May for who's going that cycle. If Charlie says he is, you can bet the farm on it. Then motor on down Interstate 71 and meet up with him.
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Originally posted by rburg:
Originally posted by jonnyringo:
If I am ever down in the deep south I would love to meet the man.

Why wait till you go there? Charlie was at National Gun Day in Louisville, KY a month ago. Read the forum. Keep an eye out around the end of May for who's going that cycle. If Charlie says he is, you can bet the farm on it. Then motor on down Interstate 71 and meet up with him.
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Where the hell havy YOU been??
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From the archives.

Posted 04 January 2008 05:43 AM
It's simple, you just run over them.The bucks around here are in rut. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's breeding season. It's also the time of year that the bucks do a lot of really stupid stuff, all for the sake of getting a little. Their necks swell up and they aren't as cautious as they usually are at other times of the year. They show themselves making easy shots for hunters just because it's nookie season. Kinda like a drunk redneck in a bar at closing time. They also run out in front of cars while chasing their dearly beloved. That happened tonight. Three times. Almost four.

The first occurance I was involved in right at midnight. He came from somewhere he shouldn't have been in the first place and ran in front of my patrol car. Even though I braked to avoid him, I still nailed him. I can't count the number of times I've done this. The last was November of 2006. I struck him with the push bumper and it broke both rear legs. I wasn't going to let him suffer and one shot from a 180 grain .40 cal. Winchester Ranger and he dropped like a rock. He was a nice six point that I would have loved to have seen from my tree stand. I haven't seen any there this year. I called Jr. and 30 minutes later he arrived with his truck. The six point is hanging behind the shed behind my house and we'll finish dressing him when I get up.

A few hours later one of my PD friends called me and asked if I knew anybody that wanted a deer. I met him on HWY 49 and found that some lady from Arkansas had nailed a huge eight point. It's neck was broken and it died almost immediately. I didn't want to be greedy so I called Tommy, our service manager and he came and picked him up.

Tommy had just gotten home when another lady ran over a seven point not far from Tommy's house and he didn't mind being greedy and came and picked that one up also. When he gets to work he'll go get some jail trustees and give them some cigarette money to dress the deer. After paying them and making sure he still has the same knives he started with they'll go back to jail or out to their trusty jobs. We've got a guy that does a good job processing the deer. All the guys on the shift chip in for the cost and the venison is divided among the shift and the deputies. Tommy will cook some of it at the service center and share it with the trusties.

One of the perks of the job is that I very seldom buy hamburger meat or sausage. I usually get enough deer from road kill or Jr.'s hunting trips and this is what we do with them. The last one I actually got while hunting was over five years ago. I will not run off the road to dodge an animal. I'm not heartless, just a realist. I've seen too many people injured or killed while dodging animals.

I was on the way home a little after 5 a.m. this morning and about a mile from my house another buck almost bit the dust. I managed to stop for this one, but just barely. I already had my limit anyway.

Charlie
 
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