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Published 1992
I don't hunting very much, but many of my friends do. I know octogenarian ladies who hunt in the Lowcountry; hunting has a long social history here. I have killed squirrels trying to rob my bird feeder; they are delicious if they don’t live in pine forests. My father and I used to skin and clean the freshly killed squirrels and put them in the freezer until we had enough for burgoo, though I also love them panfried, like chicken or quail.
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