When I first started hunting (in grade school), every single neighbor allowed hunting rabbits & squirrels on their farm lands.
This required a promise that I would only shoot at small game and be absolutely certain there were no farm buildings or livestock beyond the target.
I still remember grand-dad Weinert asking me if I knew it caused BIG trouble to shoot at the insulators on the power lines (they had the big dairy farm).
They would pull over and offer a lift back home if it started raining (even though we had our .22 rifles or shotguns slung over our shoulders). And we would help catch their cows if they slipped out of their fenced-in field.