Humble Beginnings My father Merlyn was not the adventurous type. He was the 4th of 6 children of parents Bessie and Clarence Wolfe and had grown up just outside of Vienna on a beef farm. The furthest he moved from the family farm was about 5 miles. Dad was a momma’s boy and a committed…

Handling Firearms It was not unusual when I was a kid for a father to introduce his son to hunting at an early age. After all, rabbits, pheasants and deer were a means to an end in self sufficiency in lean times. My dad bought me a BB gun/air rifle for my 9th birthday and…

An Introduction Welcome to Wolfeish Musings, a forum to share stories of my life past and present, travels, anecdotes, experiences, insights, funny moments and more. I hope to keep the topics light and fun and possibly a little nostalgic. Perhaps it will spur others to share similar memories. Early Years I grew up in a…