My kid and his friends have distractions that I could only have dreamed of. But, his team sports in high school were mountain biking, and trap shooting. He lives a lot closer to a gun than many of my peers in school did, back in the day. He’ll hunt with me, depending on what his options are. I fell off the bus for a few years when I discovered girls, and ended up with my first crummy car. My Dad figured I’d be back, and he was right. He also knew my brother wasn’t ever going to be a bird hunter, but, brother surprised him by being a consistent deer hunter. While he was able, anyway, which, was all of my Dads later life.
I don’t know any kids that lead a hardscrabble existence today. The land that was the other side of the tracks in my youth, became valuable and has new houses built on it. They ain’t cheap, either.
Best,
Ted
