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Message: <blockquote data-quote="undeg01" data-source="post: 2534999" data-attributes="member: 26476">During the school year, I would ride the bus home, doing my homework on those bumpy, dusty roads so that as soon as I got home, I could grab my grandpa's single shot 22 and head to the woods. I would hunt squirrels to the point that I would have a crick in my neck from looking up into the trees so much. One of my best friends and I would go camping on the weekends with nothing more than our sleeping bags, 22 rifles and a couple cans of beef stew that we would add squirrell, rabbit, crawdads and wild onions to so that we had plenty to eat. We would drink water from the creeks and springs along the way.  We never heard of ecoli and never were poisoned by the water. We never burned down the forest or considered a threat to anyone because we carried our guns everywhere. In the summers, I would roof houses from daylight until noon or 1:00pm, then buck square bales from 3:00pm until 10:00 or 11:00pm. I still have the occasional dream of picking up a square bale, only to see a live snake squirming under the balling wire.</blockquote>