Do you see the glass as half full, or half empty? For me, half full. When I am in the field I never think about how old I am, or how much time I may or may not have left. I just thrill in the moment, thank God above for my blessings and health, and grin like an old mule eating briars. I fully expect to kill a limit of doves on my 100th birthday .......... 35 seasons from now. Maybe even get to shoot a mess of Kansas prairie chickens between now and then.

Life is good, SRH

May God bless America and those who defend her.