Hunting who couldn't do for themselves. Yep we tried our best to make it easy for 'em...but no matter what we did they always seemed to have a good time. We rigged up a blind on a creek for a fellow in a wheel chair once..right in the marsh. That fellow had the best time. He shot his geese and 2 ducks. One of his friends carried him into the marsh on his back. Hell I felt so good I carried him out.(he wasn't a very big fellow anyway! BTW we didn't have any of those snobs where I came from..they were all too poor to be snobs. We hunted to eat. Took a friends son hunting doves one time. He had never been. His father really didn't hunt much. Man we had a LOT of doves in a sunflower patch..He didn't kill too many..but his shoulder was so black and blue I didn't think he would ever hunt again.. But ya shoulda seen the smile on his face. He hunts (a meat hunter too) today just as he did then. For eatin and enjoyment of nature.
