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por ti ng Life S By Jameson Parker The young man who dreamed of somehow combining hunting and art, and then lay helpless for more than a year, has made his dreams come true. Appalachians just a few miles from Camp Hill, so Andy grew up with great hunting as well as fishing. "My dad worked in a print shop in Camp Hill. He wasn't a deer hunter, but he loved to hunt small game, squirrels and rabbits, and he loved bird hunting, mainly grouse and pheasant. Then when I was in high school I started deer hunting with friends, both archery and rifle." It was a relatively standard small town American boyhood, with the difference that Andy was always drawing, all through high school and college. "I did a lot of pencil drawing and watercolors. I was a big [Frederic] Remington nut, and a big fan of Bob Kuhn and David Maas." It was also different because the outdoor life had taken hold in a big way. "I went to college and everything, getting a BS in business management, but I knew I wanted to make a living in the outdoors. I wanted a career in the hunting field. I thought maybe someday I could somehow combine hunting and art." Things got off to a good start. Right after college he started guiding for Outdoor Adventures in Alaska for two years, followed by a year of guiding in Oregon. Then his life dove off-track, literally. "My folks got divorced, and my mom moved to California. It was the summer off-season and I went back O ne of the many invaluable things my father taught me was that people, all people, are invariably more interesting and have far more to offer than we might suspect at first glance. Consider Andy McCormick, VP of sales and marketing at Legacy Sports. I've known Andy for a long time and always considered him to be a nice, intelligent VP of sales and marketing. So I was a little surprised to get an email from him recently with an attached photograph of a painting he had done. Painting? Huh? Who knew? "I grew up in Camp Hill, Pennsylvania," Andy told me. "It was like something right out of Tom Sawyer or Huckleberry Finn because Camp Hill is right on the Susquehanna River, and most people don't realize how wide the Susquehanna is. It's a mile across," [at Camp Hill] "just like the Mississippi." S for O nce paralyzed from the neckisdownan 14 months, Andy McCormick now accomplished artist who specializes in painting fish and wildlife on turkey feathers. Most people also don't realize the beautiful Susquehanna is the longest river on the East Coast that empties into the Atlantic, and that it is famous for its smallmouth bass. It cuts through its last gap in the P O R T I N G C 145 L A S S I C S