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Well, our official title was Conservation Warden, and that still is. But everyone knew us as Game Wardens, but we were called by a lot of other names that I won't get into. They say age is a state of mind, only problem is my mind keeps shifting as to how old I feel, somedays stuck in neutral. Oh yes, when they delivered dirt the commands were gee and haw, really remember that from skidding logs. Most young people won't know what I'm talking about, but I'm that way some of the time. Might take my 31 out this next week and shoot at a pheasant.
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