Originally Posted by LegatoRedrivers
Hawg, that story damned near brought a tear to my eye. Reminded me of the first time my granddad brought his city boy grandson to the conservation club and taught me to shoot my first 12-gauge... *sigh*
Yeah, me too. Me and my dad never really got along, especially during my teenage years. Looking back I can see where most of it was my fault. He's gone now and there's nothing I can do to make things right. I inherited all of his guns when he died but most of the pistols were stolen by my son in law a few months ago. Thankfully he didn't touch the long guns so I still have dads model 12. He always had several shotguns around but that one was his pride and joy. I could use any gun he had except that one. I guess that's why I cherish it so much now.