Got my start when I was five, or six shooting cherries out in the backyard with an old Daisey lever action BB gun. The gun had a simulated wood plastic stock and looked just like a Winchester '94. My friend and I didn't have BBs, so we loaded poderosa pine needles in barrel. I'm still amazed that it worked. I graduated to other pellet and BB guns and began to hunt on an undeveloped spot of the local Lutheran Church. The "Oaks" as it was called was covered with scrub oak and had a brook running through it. Many a songbird made their last stand there. It was my oasis in the city of Ogden. It is fair to say that if the Oaks was not there, I would not be into huning and guns.
