Well, to be honest, I don't remember whether it was my father or my brother who taught me to shoot. I have no memory of learning. I just was doing it from the earliest that I can remember. I know that when I was about 7 years old, I had standing permission to go in the closet and get out the single-shot .22 and head off down in the swamp behind our house. These excusions were unsupervised and they were done with the full blessing of my parents. I only had two rules; don't shoot toward any houses, and I had to eat what I killed (unless of course it was vermin like snakes or blue jays). Can you imagine a 7 year-old going squirrel hunting? Today, people would freak out!
Consequently most of my hunting knowledge is self-taught, although I learned alot from my older brother too.
Consequently most of my hunting knowledge is self-taught, although I learned alot from my older brother too.