<frames weak hand index and thumb - thinks...>
Put me down for 1964.
Indiana Gal, good looking honey come down and I was in the 4th grade best recall.
She had a new '64 Mustang, a box of shells like that and this good looking honey could flat shoot a shotgun.
Being the Southern Boy I was, it was the proper thing to ride shotgun in that Mustang, and we headed down to fell ducks.
Had to sit close in that blind, as it was cold, and a Southern Boy shares his body heat...
Them Indiana gals sure do make a pair of Hodgen Chest Waders look gooood!
Barbara, where are you now?
It was '64 wasn't it?
*southern boy tips hat*