Saturday after Thanksgiving in a peanut field just down the road from my house, Grandson Jackson with 12 big late season birds. I started him off with S x S guns, but he has left the fold and is using a 1100 20 gauge now. I'm claiming Proverbs 22:6, "Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it".
He is 12 yrs. old, but is a better shot than most men I know. He made the prettiest double that afternoon you ever saw, killed the first one incoming, then turned around and grassed another one going away. You shoulda heard his Grandpa cheering.
SRH