I'm Brent Clary, Sr., but everyone calls me “Pops”. I was born on December 20, 1954. I've been married almost 44 years, and have three grown kids, a daughter- in-law, a son-in-law, and six grandkids. I spent the majority of my life working in the grocery industry, until the company I was with downsized, and I had to start life over again. I've installed cabinets, and started a restaurant. Never in my fondest dreams did I think I would be hunting for a living, as well as getting to do it with my son. I'm truly a blessed man. I just wish I wasn't so old trying to do it. But who says I'm too old, right? My biggest problem is I'm probably never going to grow up. If growing up means I can't enjoy the outdoors, then I know I don't want to grow up. I've been hunting most of my life. My dad started taking me when I was around 7 years old, with a borrowed .410 that I shot my first rabbit with. As it stands now, I've become totally obsessed with hunting with a bow and arrow. I love to deer hunt, quail hunt, dove hunt, hog hunt, and hunting rabbits with dogs. At one time, I owned one of the finest packs of rabbit dogs around. I'm living every hunter's dream. They call me “Pops” around here, and you can, too.