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Mandy and Steve displaying the day's catch |
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Here VJ...this is real grain alcohol |
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This is almost obscene...Steve, Mike and friend |
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Hunting is a man's world...but look close...Mike is telling Barb about the one that got away. |
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VJ, Frey and plenty of pheasants |
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Since I can't touch food with my hands...it gives me another reason not to hunt |
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Mike and Sam Kenton in the hunting shack |
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Dad during one of his fishing trips |
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Mandy Kary, Steve and enough game to feed the town |
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Mandy, Steve and Dad...Mandy always claimed "your kill" |
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Another hunting day...Steve on right |
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Dad fishing in the early '60s |
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What is it that makes grown men put their "kill" on display? |
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We're off to see the wizard... |
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Dad liked to hunt after work |
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