SKY BUSTERS, UNLIMITED
The northern slaughters referred to in the article Big Brother, Go Home! (Oct. 10) are enough to enrage duck hunters here in northern Texas who have to spend an entire day in the blind in hopes of getting a limit. The one-trip hunter, the sky busters and jelly beans completely destroy the true hunter's season. Large investments on the part of many real hunters in equipment, blinds and decoys now are rotting away in attics and storerooms thanks to these so-called sportsmen.
What can we do? First, increase the price of the duck stamp to $10. This will immediately eliminate many one-shot boys and give additional monies to preservation efforts. Second, require every waterfowl hunter to pass written tests proving his ability to identify all waterfowl hunted and his knowledge of game laws. Third, institute greater fines for violators and a two-year suspension of hunting privileges.
I don't know about other hunters, but many of us here in Texas would like to see more action and less talk!
William Furlong's thoughtless attempt to smear the sport of boxing with his slanderous description of Jim Norris and certain members of the Illinois State Athletic Commission (Is it Goodby to All This?, Oct. 10) cannot pass without criticism. I strongly dispute Furlong's reference to Frank Gilmer, chairman of the ISAC, as a "lumpy, belligerently naive ex-referee." He deliberately attempts to verbally paint a picture that would make the reader question Mr. Gilmer's ability and integrity. To those people who know and admire Mr. Gilmer (and people who do know him do admire him), the writer is revealing only his own naivet�.
Enough credit cannot be given Mr. Gilmer for his fine dedication to the sport of boxing, his matchless ability to mold boys into men and his sincere campaign to improve the nation's physical fitness.
TRUMAN L. STURDEVANT
May I compliment Roger Kahn for his excellent piece of nostalgia about Bobby Thomson's dramatic 1951 home run (The Day Bobby Hit the Home Run, Oct. 10)?
What heartless editor would permit Mr. Kahn, obviously a bloodthirsty Giant fan (fifth place this year), to describe the day that ranks only behind Pearl Harbor in the minds of most alert baseball fans?
I'm referring, of course, to the terrible story concerning the lucky "pop fly" hit by Bobby Thomson.
J. B. WELLER
Your typewriter tyrant, Tex Maule, who evidently thinks the NFL is as close as you can get to heaven without unlocking the pearly gates, has come up with the wrong villain in Dallas.
How can Maule swing a haymaker at Lamar Hunt when all Mr. Hunt is doing is bringing pro football to cities which the NFL would not consider?