So where do I begin, I guess a long time ago in a land quite a few miles from here. My father has always been an outdoorsman, not the kind that climbs the Himilayas, but lafayette and Mt Washington in New England. His father taught him to hunt and survive in the wild and in an honarable family tradition, he passed his knowedge onto me. He also had a heavy appreciation for he Native americans, he spent some time in New Mexico learning their ways, eating their food, and experiencing the culture. He talked about the destruction of the land when he was young. How they built a neighborhood behind the family's property, about how him and his brothers tried to shoot the tires out of construction equipment with homemade bows and arrows. He taught me
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