65 Using a Stevens 410 bolt action, clip fed, my first animal was some sort of small hawk, which were fair game in those days. A few weeks later I got to go with my dad on the Sunday hunt of the Sure as Shoot'n Fox hunting club. We had about 15 to 20 hunters, walking into a mile square section from each side. Sometime, there would be action. Saw my first fox [red] and he was running along a hedge [osage orange] row toward me. I shot and he tumbled. I could not believe it. When I got to him he was alive, but had three broken legs. I could probably never do that again. Also, got a jack rabbit that day which was rare in southwest Iowa. My first and only one of those. It was almost as big as the fox. A friend made sausage out of the jack, and it was terrible. The fox was taken by the club. They used the hide and bounty money for an end of the year feed. I thought that unfair.