My dad almost got shot 30-35 years ago by a drunk 2nd cousin when walking to his stand and O dark 30 opening day, well my dad was what one would say is, a guy you wouldnt want to meet in a dark alley or surely not shoot at in the dark woods, scout sniper in nam' etc etc. He proptly scuttled up in our 2nd cousins box blind and beat the ever living piss out of him :-) Dad died in 2006 but that story gets brought up by the old timers that are left, every year.
