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We had a prairie dog town about 2 miles out of town. On Sunday, my dad would load up the three boys and our .22 guns and out we would go. We shot from out of the car windows, or got out and shot across the hood. I question how many we really hit as none we close shots, but we thought we hit a lot of them.
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When I was young and on the farm, Dad would load up 22 shorts in a Remington 550, and hand it to me. I was not allowed 22lrs, they were too powerful....
![]() As I got older to be able to look out the front picture window, my uncle Ed would come over to hunt quail with his brothers. All had Browning A5's, mostly 20's; uncle Ed's was a sweet 16. At the end of the day, uncle Ed would sit me down with the 16 and teach me how to care for it.................gosh, I loved that back then and even now; nothing like a fine firearm and knowledgeable, loving folks. My Uncle Dutch hunted with a 28 gauge; nope, not a Browning; he was a little bit of a maverick. Mom told me I am a little like Uncle Dutch, he always had a fast car; guess for now my blue devil is fast enough for me............but one can never have enough horsepower you know....... ![]() fond times, mighty generous of folks to relate such. |
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