Our neighbor at the camp showed up a while back with an “old rifle” his sister gave him after her husband died. He was telling us that his Brother in Law had gotten it from his dad, who had gotten it from his dad. He went get it out of his truck and when he walked in the door, before he even put it in my hands I offered him $1000 for it. It was an old model 70 .270 in excellent condition. Unfortunately he wouldn’t turn it loose.


It's hard to kiss the lips at night that chews your a$$ all day long.