I got out of the army in the early 1950s and worked odd jobs around Butte for a few years. People kept asking me where to go hunting, because they knew I hunted all the time and figured I must know some pretty good places. In 1955, deciding there was enough money in it to live on, I finally went full-time into the taxidermy and hunt-booking business. I've enjoyed a lot of success, but let me tell you, cash was tight in the early years. We had one vehicle, a 1956 Ford. You'd be surprised where you can go in a car if you have a good set of chains and put plenty of weight in the back end.