My two cents are probably not needed but here goes; I no longer hunt myself, but I don't object to anyone else doing so. Some of my best memories are of being in the field and woods with my grandfather and father hunting grouse, pheasant and cottontails. Me with my Parker Trojan 16 gauge, my dad with a Remington 11-48 16 gauge and my grandfather with his Grade 3 Ithaca N.I.D. We killed a lot of game and we ate it all. The only critters my grandfather and I hunted for sport were woodchucks, as the local farmers here in the Hudson Valley of N.Y. were plagued by them. I guess it was a tour of duty in Vietnam that made me loose interest in the kill, but I never lost interest in double guns and still shoot sporting clays, and trap.
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