I really enjoyed your story Dean. We have no Pheasant in Kentucky, but we have quail. I remembered my youth and Papa's 20 gauge Trojan as I read. We must be about the same age. I was 15 in 1963 and the suburbs were creeping toward our farm. I could still ride my horse to friends homes with the Labrador trotting along with me. Hunting anything with fur or feathers and bringing home a mixed bag of game. Thanks for the memories.
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