I was raised in a very depressing family. There was no love at all. I had a very strict step- father. My step- dad hunted maybe twice a year and would not take me. The shotgun and rabbits he brought back stirred me up inside. It looked really neat. At age 14 he gave me permission to use his 410. I loved it. Not only for the chaase but the hours of a peaceful woods away from the hell. I hunted or fished about everyday.I am a Christian so I am never by myself.
Chuck