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Since I tuned out of live TV about six years ago I sometimes feel as though I've become some weird hermit; minus the rags and ratty beard. So you'll not be surprised that I had never heard of Duck Dynasty until our neighbor loaned this book to Charley.
One evening when Charley was putting Danielle to bed I was looking for something quiet to do and spotted this book. I circled it a few times, heard that feeding call, quack-quack-quack, lowered my landing gear, tilted my wings and skidded to a landing.
This book covers the life of Phil Robertson, A.K.A., The Duck Commander/Redneck Extraordinaire. There are several strong themes throughout this book. The value of hard work, love of kin-folk, following your passions, Jesus, and of course—the joy of blowing the heads off ducks.
1950’s or 1850’s?
Phil takes you back to Vivian, Louisiana, where he had a subsistence based upbringing. They hunted for meat and sport, grew vegetables and fodder for their livestock, and foraged for wild berries. Although they lived in the 1950’s, it may as well have been the 1850’s. He and his five siblings were lean and mean, working hard and expending leftover energy playing football together.
Phil’s high school sweetheart, Kay, told her mother, “They might be poor, but they don’t know they’re poor.” That’s because they were the best kind of rich, rich in siblings, rich in freedom and natural wonders to explore, rich in intimate knowledge of the land it's animals and how to use them for subsistence.
Poor? Hardly. A poor upbringing consists packed in houses, no freedom, and a postage stamp yard. Hundred dollar sneakers and iPads are poor substitutes for natural richness and a long leash. But, I digress…
Married Kids, Having Kids
Phil marries his high school sweetheart, Kay, while still in high school. After graduation he starts college at Louisiana Tech on a football scholarship. He is an eighteen-year-old husband and father, and soon begins to resent his young family for denying him the carefree, party lifestyle the other college kids lived.
A Flock of Geese Flaps It’s Wings...
Phil had a very successful career as starting quarterback for the Bulldogs, until one fateful preseason camp when a flock of geese flew overhead. “What am I doing out here?” he thought. He walked off the field and never returned—trading in a lucrative future as a pro-football player to be close to the ducks he loves to hunt, the fish he loves to catch, and freedom to pursue them. Who does that?!?
From Phil’s shadow emerges the second string quarterback, Terry Bradshaw, who went on to start the next three seasons for Louisiana Tech. After graduation, Terry went number one in the NFL draft in 1970. He became the first quarterback to win four Super Bowls rings.
From the Darkness
Phil earns his Master's Degree in teaching and starts a teaching and coaching job that Kay hopes will saddle him with enough responsibility to settle him down. But his new boss turns out to be a partyer too…
Things are dark for the Robertson family as Phil drinks, drugs and hunts his way through his twenties. After he assaults the owners of the bar he manages, he becomes a fugitive and leaves his family. Kay turns to God to help her through this time and prays for Phil. He shows up one morning slumped over the steering wheel in his pickup truck. Kay writes, “ His face rose up, and there were big tears streaming down his face. I had never seen him cry... He said, ‘I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I can’t do anything. I want my family back.’”
Into the Light
Phil finds God, and since he’s a man to never “...do anything halfway...” he becomes a scholar of the Bible in effort to understand the true meaning of the Scripture, to enable him to help those who have struggled as he has.
He and his wife Kay buy a property dubbed, A Sportsman’s Paradise, after the birth of their fourth, and last son, Jep. Phil gave up teaching to become a commercial fisherman. Enabling him to provide for his family’s necessities, while nature provided the real richness he desired.
If it Sounds Like a Duck—It’s Probably Phil
Always his passion belonged to the ducks he loved to separate from their heads. His knack for imitating duck calls was a talent he had as a child and honed over the years. He knew he could sound more like a duck than anyone else, and likewise he could build a call that did the same. So that’s what he did. His entire family supported the effort. Upon his retiring from the business, Phil’s son, Willie, took Duck Commander to what it is today.
I don’t agree with all of Phil’s political views, and I think that a woman who isn't a good cook—like me—can still be a good wife—like I hope I am. Nevertheless, I’m envious of this man and his faith. I'm envious that he knew himself well enough to know that a career as a professional football player wouldn't make him happy, happy, happy. That he had the faith in himself to convince his wife, who was caring for three sons, that he should give up his comfortable teaching job to move into the swamp and fish for a living. Had he made the practical decisions, like we are all conditioned to make from early childhood, he might have been too distracted or "busy" to follow his passion to his calling.
Now he’s a legend and has provided a legacy that employs many of the Robertson Clan today—doing something that they love: making duck calls, saving sinners, and blowing the heads off ducks.