I met Enos, when he was 88. I was brand new to trap. He was still shooting in the 90's from singles and yardage.(27yards). Two things struck me about this man. The intensity and sharpness of his eyes, and his memory. He could recite poetry (man in the mirror was my fav) and stories of what the game used to be. Stories from his childhood. The man was a true story teller. He could tell a story like Mark Twain. You could see the pictures his words formed in your mind like a motion picture. He could take you on a journey anywhere he wanted you to go like you had been there with him.
He sold me my first Remington 3200. He watched me shoot and gave me advise on what he thought would help me from his observations. I listened. I used what he said and trained.I did well.
Enos is Daro Handy's Father. He played this game like he lived his life. An honorable man.
I had the previledge of knowing Mr.George Enos Handy.