The Mighty Hunter
Joe and I were hunting buddies from the time he and I first got our hunting licenses when I was 14 and he 15. Joe used his dad's old Ithaca pump and me an old double barrel Winchester. Joes was famous amogst the group of us who frequented the Delaware River banks in search of ducks as the guy who couldn't hit anything. He took a lot of kidding about being a bad shot.
A year or so later, we were again down the Flood Gates looking for "diver ducks" when a state game warden stopped to check out papers and guns. Finding no illegal ammo or no more than three shells in Joes shotgun, the warden ask Joe if he could hit anything with that pump. I laughed at that and said he couldn't hit a "tweety bird" if sat in front of the barrel. The warden agreed as he said no wonder, the barrel is bent!
Glenn Simpson
Bear, Delaware