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Really nice.

Thanks for the trip down memory lane Leighton. My mom used to say I was raised by the Japanese. The farm that I grew up on in a little town in Utah was ran By two brothers, Jim and Tom Matsumori. They both were in interment camps as babies at the Topaz mountain camps outside Delta Utah. My greatest memories of my youth were helping them on the farm with cabbage, cauliflower, radishes, green onions and parsley. My gramps owned the farm that they leased from him for 22 years. Then for another 20 years the Kuwahara brothers ran it also a couple Japanese brothers that I got to know very well. PS the Kuwaharas still have a Produce selling operation where I grew up.


Sorry don't have any pics but a nice stroll down memory lane.

Small world sometimes, and thanks for sharing, bud. I was duck hunting in the Boise, ID area some years ago and a guest on a property that some of the friends of my local host was friendly with. Turns out their family was interned at Heart Mountain, WY during the war. They remained owners during the war only due to the neighbors/friends they'd made over the previous decades pre-WWII. In fact, had it not been for the kindness and generosity of said neighbors that they'd have been released from the camps with nothing to their names, even after some 60 years of working their land. Their neighbors took care of their land and paid their bills and farmed it through the end of the war, and welcomed those interned with open arms upon their release. They also presented with every penny that they'd earned while the owners were incarcerated. Can you say, 'patriots'? Can't imagine any deeper showing of love and kindness than that.

I was told that the two J/A brothers who'd been interned were hard-core waterfowl hunters, and would regularly invite other local boys to smash ducks on the family fields pre-war, and after. One of the old timers who was in attendance at a few of those field-based hunts when I was out there related that those [bleep] brothers were straight up duck killers, but ones who'd occasionally have off days in the blind where birds just didn't want to sit down into their spread. Why? Because both were chain smokers and you could see the smoke emanating from their blind a quarter mile off...

A couple more shots. C'mon, kids. I know some of you SOBs are hiding some treasures you should be sharing.









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Want to hear something painful and gut-wrenching? After my asking her about it, my dear aunt explained to me after my delicately inquiring that after she was widowed, she called the local constabulary and had them come 'dispose' of an entire room full of firearms. When I asked her how many, she said, 'I don't know, maybe more than 100...'. She also explained that she'd given the next door hick neighbor her late husband's '52 Chevy Bel Air with a four speed manual. Said it was 'too powerful and made too much noise' for her to want to keep and drive it, opting for one of her beloved aircraft carrier sized Buicks instead...

FARK!

chlins my bad, old age and talking on phone while posting. It's actually a 44Winchester or 44-40.

Really cool stuff!
Picked this up some years back, loaded a couple rounds, worked great!

That's some cool stuff L.