Dad's Old Gun

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Had coffee with him this morning.

He turns 91 in November.

Says he got this one when he was 12 and could strike a kitchen match with it.

Who am I to doubt my dad? He was piloting a B-17 at age 24.

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Very cool! Thanks for sharing. Makes me want to go pull out one of dads old guns from the safe for a visit.
 
I have a gun just like that sittin right here in the corner.

It was my Uncle's when he was a kid and when I got it back around 1966,
or so, I was told that it was almost 40 yr's old, or something like that.

I've spent a lot of time with that old Stevens.......

Please tell your Dad that there are many of us out
here that still appreciate what he did for this country!
 
Thank you for sharing your story. But really, thank you for spending time with your father. He deserves it. And no, I would not doubt your dad could light a match with it. Thank your dad for his service, again, he deserves it.
 
He came home from the hospital, and it took him about a week to notice something was missing.

I got a phone call a few days ago that went like this:

"Where's my shotgun?" (18" pump in his bedroom closet)

Me: "In the safe."

"In YOUR safe?"

Me: "Yessir."

"Well, I want it back."

Me: "You probably don't remember, but when you were in the hospital, and no one was home, you told me to get your guns and lock'em up." (My stepmom stayed with him in the hospital, and he lives across the street.)

"I don't remember that, but I'm getting old. I want it you to bring it back, and I don't want any bull****!"

Me: "Yessir, I'll bring it right over."
 
He came home from the hospital, and it took him about a week to notice something was missing.

I got a phone call a few days ago that went like this:

"Where's my shotgun?" (18" pump in his bedroom closet)

Me: "In the safe."

"In YOUR safe?"

Me: "Yessir."

"Well, I want it back."

Me: "You probably don't remember, but when you were in the hospital, and no one was home, you told me to get your guns and lock'em up." (My stepmom stayed with him in the hospital, and he lives across the street.)

"I don't remember that, but I'm getting old. I want it you to bring it back, and I don't want any bull****!"

Me: "Yessir, I'll bring it right over."

Oh boy,

I'm having problems with my parents too. Best of luck. :)
 
Doc,
My Father turned 91 this past April. Unfortunately he never owned a civilian gun in his life. He association with firearms started in 1942 and continued well into 1945.

I have a few photos of him with everthing from a M1 Garand to a Thompson to what might be a S&W 1917. He was in the 5th Army in Africa, Italy, Corscia & France. My older brother told me once that Pop related to him that he never had to fire a shot in 33 months, but kept the Thompson under the seat of his truck at all times.

Your father and mine don't have many peers left. Most all of Dad's are gone. I know we will both dread the day we know is coming. I hope your Dad is well and happy. They deserve the what comforts old age can afford them. They earned them a long time ago at a terrible price to their youth.

Thank your Dad for me for helping to end the war and in some way helped bring my Father home to his family.

LTC
 
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Oh boy,

I'm having problems with my parents too. Best of luck. :)

That didn't appear to be "having problems" with him. Just looked to me like he wanted his stuff back. Made perfect sense to me, and I'da done the same thing.

"You got my gun? Well I ain't in the horspital no more. Bring it back. Now."
 
Great! Thanks for sharing. I would suggest that if your Dad offers any of you out there one of his guns, that you take it. I did not, and they went away.
 
Great! Thanks for sharing. I would suggest that if your Dad offers any of you out there one of his guns, that you take it. I did not, and they went away.

He's already arranged that I get them including his Daisy Model 40 like this. It still shoots HARD.

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I have my Dad's old Winchester .22. It has been retired for over 80 years. The stock is wrapped in rawhide where it broke when a horse fell and rolled on it. It is so worn that it fires when you close the bolt. That rifle supplied a lot of bunnies for the kitchen table when things got tough when he was a kid.
 
I have the twin to that old Stevens. It was my Dad's also. His story, being a poor kid in S. Texas, during the Depression, was that a sow he was given had given birth to a bunch of piglets and he traded them to a nearby farmer/rancher for the rifle. He killed alot of jackrabbits with it.

My Dad entered the USMC in the Spring of '42 at age 17. His Mom made him finish H.S., then off to the Corps.
 
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Oh boy,

I'm having problems with my parents too. Best of luck. :)

I envy you, I was home on leave 42 years ago this month when my Dad had a massive heart attack and died at the age of 44, I was 19 at the time. My Mom died this past March at age 81.

I sure wish I was having problems with my parents right now.

terry
 
Your story reminds me of my dad, a WWII Navy vet. I have his Remington .22 that looks a lot like that.
In my experience, every guy has one gun he will not give up. You may sell or give away most of your collection to family or friends, but there is always one that they are going to have to peel your fingers from around the grip.
 
In my experience, every guy has one gun he will not give up. You may sell or give away most of your collection to family or friends, but there is always one that they are going to have to peel your fingers from around the grip.

Yup. Dad's old Model 94 that he bought for himself as a graduation present. He carved the stock with a deer scene and my initials when I was about 14, and told me it was mine after he passes. I wish he still had it.....
 

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