Hunter Identity, by Katie McKalip
I was paying for my new shotgun, several years ago in a sporting good store, when it hit me.
Hunting had become part of my identity. But I wasn’t sure exactly how it happened.
Growing up, I had few opportunities to get afield, even though both my parents came from hunting and fishing families. And my upbringing in the suburbs of a city that severely restricted personal firearms ownership was hardly one that celebrated sporting pursuits.
But then I moved out west after college and had the good fortune to fall for a man who appreciated public lands and open spaces and opening weekends of various game species. I started going hunting, with him and then with other friends, for deer and elk and waterfowl but mostly upland birds...
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