Yes, i remember one drive back in the fifties. Dad had me sitting in the car as the circle of hunters was getting smaller. At that point only shotguns. There was a fox and a bunch of rabbits running in the circle, guys shooting and rabbits trying to get out. Circle kept getting smaller.
In the spring the pasture was solid rabbits. One could leave the farm with a spotlight and in no time come back with a dozen rabbits.
In the spring they would lay in the furrow of the plowing. Their white coats stood out like a sore thumb.
Once in the family car, a 49 olds convertible, dad drove out into the field. We shot about two dozen rabbits and fill the trunk and back seat up with a model 70 22 K Hornet that hangs on my wall now. Prewar.
Walked many of miles hunting with my first rifle, a single shot 22.
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