Duck hunting not for the faint of heart

Posted 9/18/25

It was 4:30 a.m. when the alarm began its cruel and heartless ringing. My body convulsed wearily as I tried in vain to shut the darn thing up. Instead of hitting the silence button, I knocked the …

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