Yesterday my son and I were witness to gross child abuse by our duck hunting host, who had his four year old son with him as we hunted. It pains me to describe how the poor little tyke, all bundled in camo and sitting on a raised platform of the stand-up blind we were in, pretending to have a good time, while all the time it was obvious he’d rather have been watching tv cartoons. I don’t know how his father made him smile and point every time he saw a bird fly by, nor how he never uttered a word of complaint for a solid two hours in the cold and damp, but that he did. It was obvious that his old man had forced him to carry a bb gun to the blind, which he used to aim at birds flying overhead, all the time pretending to enjoy it. He even blew a passable duck call, a very good one for a child that young. Yes, the father has infected this poor child with a duck hunting virus that he will never overcome. All kidding aside, what a joy to watch father and such a young son enjoying the day and each other’s company. You guys who are taking the kids out, keep it up! In their lifetimes they may well see an end to legal duck hunting, so they should get in all they can. Unfortunately my only grandson has always been immune to the duck virus, but he has a sister bound and determined to take a deer with a bow and arrow. There is always hope.