I was lucky to have the farm to hunt on as long as I did. It was a five-minute drive from my house, bordered by town on two sides. There were always pheasants there, and a covey of quail I rarely shot, and it’s the place where I got hooked on goose hunting, too. It was a high spot, and the first farm outside of town, and on the right day you could see thousands of geese overhead. When you looked west or south, you could forget you were right next to a city of 100,000 people.