re: Best outdoor memory with dad or grandfathers

Dad didn’t hunt but my grandfather my moms dad and my uncles his sons would take me like I was their sons.
Best memory is sitting in the floor of a pirogue with my uncle pushed up in the rosceauxes next to my grandpaw. The smell of fresh community coffee just poured waiting on the sun to rise.
I had strict instructions that by all means I would only sit and shoot and only could shoot the ones that landed or were crippled I was 7-8 at the time. I can remember them not bringing me any water to drink and by around 10-11 they would break down and give me a sip of beer like they were trying to keep a prisoner alive lol.
Man I would give 10k dollars to make one more hunt with them two and shoot pooldeuxs on the water and have a sip Budweiser.