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    Last Saturday, my son-in-law, Donnie, invited me to go to the shooting range with the family.  I hadn’t been shooting in years, and I’d only shot a shotgun twice in my entire lifetime, but I had never attempted to shoot skeet before, so I went along. We drove to a shotgun shooting range about an hour north of us.  Then Donnie set up the skeet launcher.  The only way that…

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