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Full circle. This is my daughter, shooting a Stevens Crackshot 26 which my best friend loaned to me, which was his father’s rifle when he was very young.
Nearly forty years ago this year, my father took me to a field in my grandfather’s farm, put a shotgun in my hands (after carefully explaining the rules) and threw clays for me until I got the hang of leading them.

She carefully and eagerly followed my instructions, and did OK, for a beginner. Got the holes on the paper, after around 15 shots at 25 yards. I’m incredibly proud.

This is what it’s about, folks. Don’t wait until it’s too late to pass the torch.