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I imagine I am not
alone as a sportsman when coming across some old truck in a
field at the edge of hardwoods and allow my imagination to
wonder and wander. "Hhmmm...I'll betcha a few nice
bucks have ventured by this ole truck over the years!"Then,
attention turns to the old truck itself, and you find yourself
remembering old stories from your father of what it was like
when he was a small boy. Such are grand moments!
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