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Originally Posted by Worth1
When my oldest brother was a little boy he would sneak out in the middle of the night and go out with the hound dogs to go coon hunting.
He was too little to even carry a gun which in my family meant about 6 years old or less.
Worth
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We never had hounds, only curs or feist. They always ran loose to protect crops, and keep vermin away from the house and barn, but rarely just hunted.
I remember many times 'Ol Sambo, Bear, or Bullet treeing in the night. The barking would wake me and I would get up grab the 6 volt lantern and head to them.