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When I was a kid, my dad trapped quail and small game in the woods behind our house. I found these pics of my little brother and I from back then. They're around 30 years old. Thought some of y'all might get a kick out of em. I've still got that old .410, and more importantly, the memories and lessons of tromping the woods with Dad. I must be 4 or 5 in these.


