Neither but he was a good dad. He knew I got bitten by the fishing and hunting bug hard. Always got me a subscription to outdoor life. I'd walk out into the country knocking on farmer's doors asking permission to hunt (this was before I could drive), then when seasons would open, I would either walk out to my hunting spots or he would drop me off before my hunts and pick me up after I was done for the day. Pretty much a lifetime of DIY
