I'll second that motion, Alvin. My Dad has been gone almost 20 years and I would like nothing more than one more hunt with him, no matter the hunting vest! I sure do miss him and I'm thankful he introduced me to the farm, the great outdoors and bird hunting in particular, but also the many, many other things he taught me. I'm hopeful he is somewhere where there are lots of birds and no closed hunting seasons. Oddly enough, when one of my 4-legged hunting partners departs this world, I get some solace and relief thinking that maybe I'm sending them to my Dad.....especially the best ones.


Socialism is almost the worst.