Lost my Dad in June. Have been saying for a few weeks I was gonna take his trusty 760 06 out the first day of Pa gun season and shoot the first legal deer I saw the retire it till my boys are old enough. Took his rifle out last Sunday to check zero, my eyes got dang dusty just shooting it.... But for some reason, I have little desire to go out hunting now. Who knows what the next few days will bring, my mind has been all over the place.

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, used up, worn out, bottle of Jim Beam in one hand and a .45 in the other, loudly proclaiming WOW-- What a Ride!"