I'm from a small town in northern Michigan. Back in the fall of 1968, I was out partridge hunting with a buddy way outside of town. We came upon a wide creek where a couple salmon were coming up to spawn I guess. So we starting shooting at them. My buddy finally got one and he took it home.
When I got home, my step dad confronted me and asked where I was hunting and if I had anything to do with shooting salmon in a creek.
I swore up and down I knew nothing, but real issue is how he got word about us potentially being the culprits.....LOL!
KGB and NSA had nothing on small town intelligence gathering.