Get to Know Snuffy
Snuffy, how did you get your nickname?
From an unfortunate experience with a can of Garretts Sweet Snuff…I got sicker than…[shakes his head]…wasn’t very sweet if you wanna know the truth. I’ve had the nickname since I was 12.
How long have you worked at Tejas?
Danged if I know! Either 17 or 18 years; I’ve lost count. Longer than I ever would’ve thought I’d still been here!
What do you like to hunt?
There’s not really anything I don’t like to hunt. Deer mostly ‘cuz that’s what’s here.
What did you think of hunting in South Africa?
[Snuffy went in June 2009 with his Tejas friends; they spent 14 days in Africa, hunting for 10. Flip through the South Africa photo album.]
I loved it. It was just a hoot. An absolute blast…I want to go back so bad I can’t hardly stand it.
Which South African game did you enjoy hunting the most?
I guess the impala and the wildebeest. I love those impala. Impala’s not a real tough animal – not like a wildebeest.
Wildebeest is tougher than a boiled owl.
Who taught you how to shoot?
I’m mostly self-taught. Nobody taught me to hunt – I learned by trial & error – mostly error.
What are your favorite shooting brands?
My favorite rifles are Winchester and Kimber.
My favorite handgun is Kimber. I just love ‘em; they shoot so well.
Do you collect antique guns?
They may become antiques, but that’s not why I got ‘em!
What did you do before Tejas?
I worked in the oilfield as a drilling supervisor for Arco 27 years. I retired but I didn’t like retirement so I came here. One of these days I’m gonna try it [retirement] again.
Kim says “No he’s not!
I’ve told Snuffy the only way
he’s ever leaving Tejas is in a pine box!”
What’s your favorite part of working for Tejas?
BS-ing the customers! I like it when a customer comes in and asks you your opinion and then disagrees with you – that happens all the time. Some of them like to argue a good bit.
Do you like to argue?
Hell yes! But I’d get run off if I said what I really thought.
What’s it like working with Kim [Tejas's owner]?
Kim and Shandy are like my adopted daughter and granddaughter. Hell, we ARE family – there’s no way of getting around it.