Grandpa didn't bag all of these animals. My dad and uncles were in on it too. This was during the depression and the Minniss family lived to a large extent on game animals and wild caught fish. I was born in 1931 and remember eating a lot of venison, antelope, rabbits, game birds, trout, and other game fish. Grandpa was 81 here. He lived six more years. My very vivid memory is of him stalking around the house, dying of cancer, loudly refusing grandma's orders to get back in bed. He seemed very fierce to me at the tender age of 5. The cancer finally got him. I have always admired him greatly. He was a real live Wild West Character. I'm grateful I knew him, even though I was so young at the time.