Who needs a unifying theme anyway?: My family always hunted. I don’t remember a time that there weren’t...
My family always hunted. I don’t remember a time that there weren’t rifles in my life. Our family super-8 films with their quick snippets of memory jump from me as a baby to my dad standing over the still spurting carcass of a wild boar. I remember helping my dad reload ammunition for his Mauser…
