As a young boy, I’ve always felt excited to go to the county fair. Every fall the fair would drive into town and draw a large crowd. One game was especially exciting for me – I’m referring to the bulls-eye booth. The object of this game is to hit the bulls-eye 3 times without touching the paper (there’s a small hole in the middle of the target).
I was about 15 or 16 years old when the fair used real .22 long rifles (keep in mind this was 60’s). On this particular day, I shot the target perfectly on the first try. The burly booth operator asked me to sign my target and he then placed it above the firing range on a wooden beam. There it was for everyone to see.
My older brother, a competitive sibling, decided he was going to give it a try (thinking it was easy). He must have spent all day trying to get the tiny bullet through that little hole, but in the end, he was unsuccessful.

