I love it. Its a way of life for me filled with tradition. Passed on through the generations. I still remember my pawpaw before he died at 92 years old we would bring the ducks by after a hunt just to let him see the birds. You could see in his face him re living all his years hunting. Now we clean ducks at my dads every weekend and he always has something cooking while we are waxing birds. And it's tradition the opener of every season that mornings kill gets cooked. It is in my blood and I couldn't live anywheres else.
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