Growing up, Frank Ragnow was an avid hunter.
He went pheasant hunting with his father, Jon, near his grandmother's house along the Iowa-South Dakota border. He hunted hogs one time during his playing days with the Arkansas Razorbacks.
"Kind of a carnivore, killing your own kind," Ragnow joked.
And he still remembers the first time his brother, Jack, joined him and his dad on a deer hunt with one of his father's friends.
The friend owned a home improvement company, and the quartet used the friend's show trailer as their hunting lodge for the night.