Superflywimpy
Member
I want to share a pistol with you all that is probably my most favorite pistol I own. Its not the best pistol. But it means so much more to me than all the rest. I remember when I was 14 years old I was a very responsible young boy. At that age when most young boys would play with friends, I was changing the oil to my dads truck. And on occasion helping to clean the machine shop at his job. My father was very strict. And if you didn't tow his line you can be sure there was going to be hell to pay. When I was 12 I already had a 22 rifle that I paid for with the money I made from a paper route. So at 14 I thought a pistol or revolver would be the next step. My mom signed for the rifle, But I was asking my dad almost twice a month for a year for a pistol . The answer was always no. Till one day I had we were arguing over something and I blurted out. I don't know why you get mad at me so much. I do everything you say. Mow the grass, wash the cars, change the oil to the cars and even play the accordion for you and your friends while you play cards and drink beer. And not once do I ever say no. And the one thing I want and that I'm willing to pay for , you won't get me. He got quiet. He left the house. About two weeks later he asked if I wanted to go to Sears to buy a battery for his truck. I said sure, I'll go. So we went and got the battery and on the way home he pulls into big 5 sporting goods. He gets off and goes inside. I finally decide to get off and see what he's up to because my dad is not a sporting goods type of man. As I walked in I saw him at the gun counter. I walked up to him and he looks at me and says which one is the one you wanted. I pointed to the H&R model 649 22lr/22mag convertible cowboy style revolver. He tells the man to write it up. I was in shock...I could not believe my dad just bought me my pistol. I was on cloud 9. My dad never really spent a lot of quality time with me. But he did have his moments where his heart softened up just enough to do something nice. And to this day I still have this revolver . Going on 39 years. And when I die it will go in the box with me because there were three things my dad ever gave me. A deep sense of responsibility, some *** woopings and this 22 revolver. Thanks dad.
