After a heavy-handed and officious interview with three of Pennsylvania's finest WCO's - An interview that was promptly followed-up with an intentionally biased report of our discussion - I decided to free myself of any further contact with, or insult from, officers of the Pennsylvania Game Commission.
Thereafter, and for the succeeding 14 years of our residency here in Pennsylvania, I have neither hunted nor fished anywhere inside the Commonwealth. I'm handicapped; and I told those men that if they were going to remain uncooperative and continue to deal with me in such an unreasonable and officious manner then I would simply not hunt or fish, at all, in Pennsylvania. I meant it!
They stuck to their rude and unreasonable bureaucratic behaviors, made slight of my handicap and offered me no genuine help with a serious physical disability. At several points in our conversation, these officers even expressed doubt that there was anything, at all, actually wrong with me! Later on, and after reading their contrived and bogus report of our discussion, I firmly made up my mind that, 'they would be ice skating in Hell' before I'd ever hunt or fish in Pennsylvania.
For well over a decade, now, I've kept that promise to myself. Neither was I surprised when one of these WCO guys finally got himself shot last month. Life often has a way of giving people what they go around asking for.
In case anyone is wondering: In the state in which I grew up, my family is unusually prominent in both public education and law enforcement. I'm not a difficult person to get along with. Someone's really got to be a, 'prick with a badge' before I'll take exception. Shortly after we moved to the Commonwealth, three agents of the Pennsylvania Game Commission surprised me by acting just that way.
To whoever started this thread: You have my sympathy; and I believe every word you say.