Too Many Cats
John, Thanks for the great pics of your gunnin' ancestors. The one of your Grandpa reminded me of mine, Fritz Hertrich, a German immigrant. On a summer evenings when he came in from the field or barn, he would sit down on the veranda with a couple of bottles of Genesee and a chunk of Limburger and relax. A couple of times a year he would bring his Winchester .22 pump with him (neat gun, octagonal barrel, hammer gun; I forget the model number, you guys probably know it) and wait for a cat to show up and pile it up. It was his means of population control. I have no relevant pictures except in my mind's eye. He had no Parkers, but did have a nice Mod. 12.
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