Ya.... oh this is a good one.....
My god parent died.... I always called him Uncle Bob.... super guy, super outdoors guy, loved fishing and hunting big game... nice service. Funny thing, at Uncle Bob's service.... the pastor kept saying "Robert" this and "Robert" that.... It was the first time I ever herd him referred to by the name his mother gave him.... which was Robert.
After chat with the family.... no hurry to get back to the office... I stopped buy Scheels.... walked thru looking for any deals on cammo or optics....
I walk past the gun section.... long wall full of rifles of every size and shape.... I just glanced... as I was not needing any more guns.
One piece, about 3/4 way down had a yellow tag on it.... The only yellow tag on the whole rack.... Ok, Ok.... I go look. I have too...
Here it was a bolt gun.... really good wood. I mean really nice wood.... Kimber in a .257 Roberts marked down to $850
I am still kicking myself for walking out without that gun. I had the money...
RIP Uncle Bob....
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