That's very neat, Gene. I'm fortunate enough to have two hunting partners with whom I've been hunting for just a couple years short of 50. We're all 3 vets, but we didn't serve together. Became friends in grad school when we were out drinking one night, started discussing bird hunting. I'd just stumbled into woodcock that fall while looking for ruffed grouse. Iowa was a great pheasant state at the time, and I had trouble convincing people it was worth the effort to hunt woodcock and grouse in Iowa. (No longer worth the effort for grouse, unfortunately.) We were all looking for an excuse to get away from the books from time to time.