[stumpstalker]

Garry and Alfred. So true.

Alluding to your father, Alfred, resonates with me. It is kind of what it’s all about: Successive generations appreciating experiences and things of quality.

My father introduced the “Parker mystique” to our home from the 1950s into the early 1970s. I can still picture him settled back and enjoying his copy of Peter H. Johnson’s PARKER -America’s Finest Shotgun; or, arriving home and uncasing for family viewing a newly-acquired gun.

I took no particular interest in the shotguns then but noted that there must be something special involved. The fact is, he was repeatedly characterized by others as being a perfectionist (which is not all bad, especially if you were his dental patient). And, when someone who is known as having such a punctilious bent really likes something, it warrants notice.

These guns connect people and do so on a finer plane. So, I am motivated, as I use them, to maintain their originality as much as my conscience dictates is practicable.