Worked all Summer washing dishes at a local caf�. I knew exactly how much I needed for a Marlin 336 .30-30, 2 boxes of ammo, a gun case and cleaning kit at a Gibson's Discount Center. That Fall I broke my leg playing football. Shot my first deer (a raghorn buck) while I was still on crutches. Dad was with me. On the way home with the deer in back of a Pontiac Bonneville, Dad got out his Lucky Strikes for a smoke. I said, " Dad if you will stop smoking I will give you my deer rifle." He said, "If it means that much to you I quit." He never smoked again.
