So I was looking for something and came across some old photos [ pre 1950 ] of my Dad and some of his foxes he caught...Back then he was quite the trapper and always came home with foxes slung over his shoulder... At the time he worked in a coal mine in Western Pa. and would walk his trap line after spending the day in the mine... Some days would be after midnight walking the trap line with a carbide lantern that they used in the mines... I remember pics of the whole wall of the garage covered with pelts on stretchers... In the mix were muskrats, mink and foxes... Coyotes were non-existant back then... My Mom used to have a full length fox coat that was made from foxes he caught... I gave Chad a bushel basket full of leg hold traps last year to hopefully keep his spirit going...