We had problems with poachers at work a couple of seasons a go. Whenever, I would take someone to thier stand or go look for somebody late checking in, I looked like a walking pumpkin.
"Growing up as both a Southern and the son of a child of the '50s, I was imprinted with several things that have long stuck with me. The F-86 Saber Jet was the finest fighter ever flown, the National League is always superior, and Leslie Coffelt
was the finest revovler shooter since Mr. Ed."