Rjack
Well-Known Member
Sure doesn't fit in the "trophy" category for most, but it was fun for me. Had Friday off so headed out to some public ground and had a little luck on a morning squirrel hunt. Using my Grandfather's gun he passed on to me made it even better. He was born in 1916 and died in 2003. He didn't hunt, but had the 22 on the farm. He knew what hunting meant to me so passed on the Marlin semi-auto to me when be retired from farming in 1975. It has taken a pile of squirrels over the years. Sometimes I miss the simplicity of a squirrel hunt with a 22, a few shells, and a pocket knife.
RIP grandpa.
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RIP grandpa.

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