My Dad, also an Army WWll vet, passed 4 years ago at 97. He was responsible for my passion for bird hunting, dogs and Parkers. He also talked very little about the war other than the fact that he watched the USS Indianapolis leave Tinian on it's fateful return trip. His Trojan 12 would sit in a rack in his bedroom and at the tender age of ten or twelve I would lust over it. I now have it. The most memorable birthday present he ever gave me was a day at the Baltimore Antique Arms show for my birthday. We'll never again see the likes of the Greatest Generation.
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