I had always heard they were in the area here a long time ago, but never saw them or their damage until the past few years. The biggest boar I got to see up close was during a fishing trip. That one made me glad to not be on foot that day. He was ferocious and was one bad to the bone porker.
In other years I encountered them while deer hunting. Once while walking back from a tree blind, I came across a family of them. Let's just say my heart wasn't beating slowly after that. Both parents charged me and I didn't have a gun. Only had my compound bow with arrows. Thankfully made it through that without a scratch. Made it back to my truck and just laid down in the bed for a while. I was miles away from help if it had been needed.
The other times I was walking down a fire break in the dark and alone after a day of hunting. It's not what I'd call comforting to have a family of hogs run in front of you in the dark. I was carrying well over a hundred pounds of gear on my back. There's no way I could run very fast if a critter decided to attack me. All I could do was stand and fight. Mostly my biggest concern was stepping on a rattlesnake. Being attacked by feral hogs was a close second.
I don't understand why one guy puts out deer feeders in the city to feed the wild hogs. You can always tell when they've been in the area, the ground is all rooted up in places.