I grew up in the 60s. Big family. When mom hollered get out. We split.
I would go to the woods or fishing. Mom always appreciated a bunch of bluegill filets. Wasn’t a lot of money in those days. I had to cut the squirrels in pieces for her. She said they looked like rats.
The outdoors became my back yard. Then I moved to AK n the rest is history
I would go to the woods or fishing. Mom always appreciated a bunch of bluegill filets. Wasn’t a lot of money in those days. I had to cut the squirrels in pieces for her. She said they looked like rats.
The outdoors became my back yard. Then I moved to AK n the rest is history