My grandaddy was the meanest man thet ever lived. Used to beat the hell outta me if he caught me playin' . Said it was foolishness. I weren' t allowed to have no toys. But I allays had a fishin' pole, an' got a single shot 12 ga when I was 12. My grandaddy could hear a squirrel walkin' on oak leaves a mile off. He showed me how to stalk game an' read sign. Also taught me to respect the forest, an' only take what I needed. The old man couldn' t write his name, but he knew lots of stuff mos' men never know.