24 rifle season

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When I was a kid my dad and uncles would throw a milk jug in the driveway after breakfast and if they could hit it they felt they were good to go

My gramps would throw a jacket on the hood and hit a paper plate on a haybale around 10:00 every opener. Then he’d sit on a metal chair and smoke in the woods and would usually be one of the first to tag out.