Jeff,

I hope I didn't misled you. I did not kill that lion. I was merely there to lend assistance whenever possible. Cecil Baldwin, the elderly gentleman you see throughout the slide show, was the lucky man behind the trigger. He was 74 four yearsyoung then...still pissing napalm. You see, the year before, Mark Perry, Cecil, and I were in Africa to hunt cats. Sadly, poachers had killed enough lions that our lion permits were withdrawn by the Namibia government. They were reinstated 10 months later as a result of the four problem cats. Cecil drew the first cat... I worked my arse off making sure his dream became a reality. Sort of figured I had a heck of a lot more years in me than he...I could kill mine later. I was there for him.

It's kind of cool. Cecil is 78 now and this June is off to Zambia for a croc/rhino hunt.He has an eight grade education, owns a heavy equipment/blasting company, and to this day sits atop his office desk ( a catapiller frontend loader). Who says hard work doesn't pay?

Here's one side of his trophy room