I grew up in a very rural area of western Pennsylvania in the 1940's & 50s. My grandfather, father, and all my uncles were hunters. I learned to shoot at a very ealy age, and had my own .22 by age 10. My favorite playmates were beagles and blue ticks. Hunted deer with a single barrel shotgun by age 12, and had my own center fire at age 15. Times have certainly changed. The population, landscape, and politics have changed too. I'm an old man now, but I still hunt with my sons and grandchildren. I don't know that I have a favorite game. I hunt most everything, but, squirrel on a sunny fall day, rabbits on a frosty morning, or winter deer all rank high on the list. Of course, I also try not to miss any opportunity for summer varmint shooting or late winter predators either.Then, there's turkey and....well you see, I just love to hunt.