Summer is a good time for wild life. I enjoy watching them in the fence rows and hedges.
My father use to hunt squirrels in the fall, they made a nice meal for meat hungry kids. One fall we had hundreds go thro' our farm. Daddy would go out everyday for a week and bring back a tow feed sack half full of squirrels. They were all young and just right for frying, one day he went out and not a squirrel was to be found. They had moved on. I still remember the taste of that meat. It was a treat we would not soon forget.


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