Puffs of white smoke drifting over a clearing on the edge of Berryville didn't come from distant wildfires, but from the barrels of black-powder rifles, pistols and shotguns at a shooting match that ...
One of the best deer-hunting memories I have is the morning Betty and I came downstairs to a homemade breakfast prepared by Mom wearing our possible bags and powder horns and toting flintlock rifles.
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