My dad was at work when I went hunting with my friends.
After school.
9th and 10th grade.
This was only 45 miles west of DC in the Sixties.
I didn’t have a deer rifle, so just the .22 for rabbits and squirrel and the 12 gauge for quail. We had fathers who taught us gun safety and there were also
electives at school, sponsored IIRC by that bad ol’ NRA.
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