I took my little wad of lawn mowing money to Dad and told him I wanted a thutty thutty. Dad said let me see how much ya got. He counted my money and said, " close enough I guess".
He took me to town on Saturday and we came home with a shiney new 1967 Marlin 336 RC/ straight stock and 5 boxes of ammo.
That was my first centerfire. It still shoots great after thousands of rounds. I used to buy reloads in .50 cal. ammo cans and shot 'em like .22's. The bluing is all gone, it's been re-crowned 3 times and the wood is on about the 4th Tru Oil refinish.
It's worn a Williams peep/Firesight combo for many years.
I can't remember the last time I missed anything bigger than a rabbit inside of 200 yds. with the old girl.
Now, I just want one of my grandsons to ask for this rifle, so I can have a good reason not to have it stuck in the casket when I go.
