Fur fish and game was pretty handy to me back in the day. I was blessed to have a frind and his father who were consumate woodsmen and trappers. Between those and others I learned to trap, not only for food, but making money selling to the fur buyer back in the day. I made a years worth of money off my traps and then saved my farming money (throwing hay, etc) and also money for odd jobs and did things like spent my 13th summer shingling roofs after the big tornados ripped off most in our small community. Back then I wrote letters to men like Tappan, and skelton and others and they actually wrote a young man back. The gun culture and outdoors culture didn't see age, they saw the individuals. Never forget the respect they gave me, and I still honor their memories.