LAST EDITED ON Oct-25-11 AT 01:41PM (MST)[p]Back in the 70s my friend Loren was hunting for elk with his oldest son, then about 9. Dressed in the required orange, including an orange sock over his hat, Loren was shot once in the neck from a distance of about 70 yards. The shooter was using a .270 equipped with a 4X scope.
The hunter who shot him told the GWs that he thought Loren was an elk. And, that 'hunter' had already filled his tag.
That ##### is still alive, and was still driving eguipment for the city as of 2002. I never understood why he didn't do hard time.
Compromise, hell! ... If freedom is right and tyranny is wrong, why should those who believe in freedom treat it as if it were a roll of bologna to be bartered a slice at a time?