Welcome Lou. Hand-me-down guns are the best.
I feel my dad nearby whenever I take one of his out for a walk in the woods. He was a young man when he took me with him for the first time. It was only a walk across the hay lot and into the woods. That was 1952, or maybe '53.
Those woods are now high end homes, but I still remember it like it was yesterday. I'm 42 years older now than he was that day.
I may not remember to take my pills everyday, but I'll never forget times like those.
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