I got tickled at the way the bird boys counted "kills". The ones I saw used a hand counter for the first box or two and then I never saw it again for the balance of the trip. These guys are in it for a nice tip and do everything possible to make the yankee happy and get him all puffed up with pride--works like a charm. The way they figured it, everybody shot 80% or so and all they had to do at the end of the day was count the number of empty boxes. My bird boy gave me some incredible percentage and I know with that little borrowed 28 gauge Beretta I wasn't even half close to his "count". (He did get a very generous tip--come on, even I sucker for an ego rubbing like that!)


When an old man dies a library burns to the ground. (Old African proverb)