Echo
I smiled at that. "Those were good times. From the time I could walk, my father had me riding horses. When I was in middle school through my sophomore year, I would ride horseback for competition. And as soon as I could hold a pencil and write, he also taught me to shoot guns. We would go hunting every once in a while and if we shot something, we would take it home and butcher. I first thought he was treating me like some sort of soldier but it turned out to be a lot of fun. I was a country hick through and through"
