No Idea Why
Getting mad at someone and killing someone...that’s not the way.
I grew up out in the country in a little town twenty miles south of Charleston, South Carolina.
My relatives are still there.
We weren’t rich but it was good childhood.
I used to love to hunt and fish. I killed a lot of squirrels, raccoons, rabbits and deer.
When I was thirteen or fourteen, I had a bolt-action 12 gauge six shot. The gun would turn you ups…
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