My soapbox on hunting
I was born here when Alaska was still a Territory, prior to statehood. My dad was instrumental in developing Alaska; he was a pioneer who built numerous runways, roads, and bridges from Southeast, the Alaska Peninsula to the Interior. I grew up in a time when nobody even considered hunting regulations and bag limits. My Dad usually traveled with his rifle in his pickup (not in the back window mind you) and when the freezer started to get low, he would look harder for the opportunity at filling it back up with wild game meat. I guess he could have decided to raise us where he was raised, in Grand Rapids Michigan. I
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