The earliest memory I have is being out hunting with my father when I was 3, maybe 4. He let me shoot his rifle. I knew then and there why I was on the earth.
Fishing is just hunting done a little differently.
When I can do neither anymore I will die.
I know why I like guns, most of the it's for strictly utilitarian reasons. I don't know why I need so many. If I have to kill something with every one of them, I will never live long enough. But, I have accurate ammo for virtually all of the rifles and I could pick up any of the shotguns and go bird hunting without missing a beat.
