He loved everything about guns, so he did just about everything with them He was one heck of a shot He practiced shooting 3 or 4 weekends a month for decades
Sounds like a guy I would have liked.
He was great He wasn't a blood uncle, he was a friend of the family from before my dad was born He gave me my first gun, my first pocket knife He and my dad taught me to hunt and shoot
He was born 100 years too late
The stripes of a tiger don't wash away.
Be a man of steel not clay
JYD #102
