RE: The Good 'Ole Days...
The slower, simpler life of the past does seem like the "good 'ole days" . We have alot of "things", "new and improved" this and that, but in those days I guess we didn't know we needed them things. lol One of my first memories of hunting with my dad was when he took me and my first gun(Springfield 20 ga.) squirrel hunting. We eachpicked out squirrel trees in a river bottom and waited for them to move. ( not sure he picked out a good one, or just one from where he could keep an eye on me!). Anyway, just when he was preoccupied with looking up for squirrels, I saw a big fox squirrel come out to play. Dad was only about 20-25 yds away, but he didn't see the squirrel, which was right above him in the same tree he was sitting up against!! Needless to say, I think I scared the crap out of him when I shot. He looked over at me and said "did you do that?" . I think he only had to move a few feet to pick up my first "trophy" . Definately something I'll never forget.