I read with interest a recent story in the Mirror about the Pennsylvania Game Commission discouraging deer feeding in the winter. The Feb. 23 article, written by Kristy MacKaben, included an interview from commission spokesman Jerry Feaster, who said, “People may be well intentioned or well meaning, but they do the wrong things based on assumptions about wildlife based on their interactions with domesticated animals.” I’m apparently one of those “people,” since I’ve been feeding the deer behind my house all winter. I do it not because I’m a hunter and am trying to fatten up potential prey. The closest I’ve ever gotten to hunting is eating, for the first time, the venison Dave Lantzy would bring back to our Penn State apartment from his annual in-season expeditions. Deer watching is intriguing. I find myself wondering how they communicate. They must because it doesn’t take long for them to find the 25-pound block of feed I’ve put out each wee.