It was my dad! Bought me my 1st 22 and followed up with a shotgun,started me deer hunting in New York with that same shotgun,and I lost count of how many Pheasant and cotton tails that old Ithaca Feather Weight took not to mention Crows & ducks,The 22 was a Squirrel Killing Machine and a great gun to plink with.Followed up later with a Sako 22-250 for Wood Chuck.
I have rounded the corner in my hunting career many years later with a 17 HMR and a bunch of guns all the way up to 30-338.So now living in Idaho my moto is if it fly's it dies if it crawls its shot and if its in season and it's in between walking and crawling it wont be safe very long!
Thanks to my dad!
