Being a Sportsman

September 29, 2010 by  
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By Steven L. Doran

I took a look through my Granddad’s field glasses that rested in a light brown leather case on the front seat of his Ford LTD Station wagon. The Wagon seemed to be more of a truck than a family car. He took it in where some 4WD’s would not go. Granddad moved the vehicle slowly forward and out of sight behind a thicket of brush.  “What did you see boy?” he asked, “Tons of ducks”. He laughed and grabbed his door with his left hand, and pulled the handle gently with his right to avoid the loud click in normally made, and stepped out motioning me to crawl out his side of the wagon. Read more