Yes sir. And my wife doesn’t retire until August. I get a four month vacation.
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As Toby Keith sang "Don't let the old man in."
The older you get, the tougher you gotta' be.
Apparently as the poll indicates, you're dealing with a bunch of old guys here. It was inevitable. But thanks for doing this, I think a lot of us are having a pretty good time with it.
Boy Scout Camp west of Austin in the 60's was in the cedar covered hills on Lake Austin. Charles Whitman was one of the volunteer Scout Masters. Three weeks after summer camp was over he went up on the U.T. Tower and did his thing.
We were right in the middle of the Vietnam War and most of our Scout Masters were in the military or former military, with names like Sgt. Clark, Sgt. Brite.
The Boy Scout Camp was called Camp Tom Wooten, but because of all the chiggers it was called Camp Tom Wooter-itch. The predominant slur back then that could be heard throughout the camps was 'queer', although most of us at ten and eleven back then didn't know what a queer was. Anyone that fuc't up was a queer. If you really did screw up you were ordered to the front of the Scout Master's tent, got yelled at and usually assigned litter patrol or latrine duty.
We had a flagpole that flew the Stars and Stripes that taps was played under, Marine Ka-Bars were commonly worn and one Scout Master carried a Colt Woodsman, we had a rifle range where I learned to shoot with peep sights, a screened in messhall that served the best French toast and scrambled eggs at breakfast, everything had a military atmosphere and bearing and I fucking loved it.
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Glad folks are enjoying it. The distribution, obviously, is muc h more evenly distributed on SH, although I thought the 30-39`s would be represented a bit more. As for rimfire shooters, what I find more than a little amusing is that it appears to be another example of life going in circles. For many, early in life, a rimfire rifle (.22 ) was the first " real " gun. Now, later in life, rimfires are once again what many primarily shoot.
I think that might be part of living on a fixed income. And honestly, I was joking around about it before to ya, some geezers don't like getting slammed around with recoil. Lets face it, when I hit my 70's, I'll probably concede defeat and pass my 7RM along to my nephew. I hope not, but I'm a realist. However, I'm also stubborn and might just suck it up. We'll find out when I get there. LOL
Better make good use of that time…Yes sir. And my wife doesn’t retire until August. I get a four month vacation.
Though she might start expecting things be done around the house while she’s at work.
Welcome to a next chapter in life.
I've recently been thinking of my first serious shooter, a Crossman .177 pellet/BB gun. It was very accurate. I could break pencils, matchsticks and even lit a wooden match with it on my first try.
It was also a squirrel killer.
I didn't appeciate it or my mom working too hard to buy it for me one Christmas. Thank you, Mom.
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Thank you.
Oh, she's already working on a list. I haven't seen it yet, but I think it's quite extensive.
It'll still be better than showing up at work every day.
Memories. Back in 1976 and 1977, I was in the Boy Scouts. Our scoutmaster was formerly a pilot in the military. In civilian life, he flew 747s. He was also a 5th degree black belt in Kenpo Karate and was teaching us scouts for free.
Our assistant scoutmaster was a US Army Ranger and taught us parade drill. Funny story about that later. Anyway, he brought an instructor who taught us how to live off the land. "Trained to eat things that would make a billy goat puke" brings back memories.
So, In my 20s, two friends of mine were murdered (wrong place, wrong time.) I went to the trial with the sister of one of them. This was at the Dallas County Courthouse. Back then (1989,) you could still smoke in the building but only in the stairwells that no one used, in favor of the elevators. During lunch break and jury deliberation, I would go to have a smoke there. One time, another guy was in there smoking a cigarette.
I was pacing back and forth. Three steps, toe and heel about face. Three steps, toe and heel about face. He was watching and asked, "Were you in the Marines?"
"No, I was not," I replied and explained how I learned it. It was worth a giggle.
If I had a practical, convenient place to shoot, I'm not talking about some indoor pressure tube, I'm talking about a place to plink, run steel plates and shoot paper without some rangedick bothering me, I'd be blasting away right now.
I love the recoil of a .45 with beavertail rocking in my hand and my G19 is a hoot to shoot. So is my AK.
Atta boy!
What's stopping you besides lack of money or inherited land?
JK Both A and B.What's stopping you besides lack of money or inherited land?
52 and feel 72
65 and my wife is always telling me to stop acting like a three year old
I maintain my youthful outlook because I still read at a 3rd grade level.
Turned 70 last November. Have a war behind me …Vietnam , graduated from a good college , back when they were good. Retired with good Bennies. Been a widower for 10 yrs , have a beautiful daughter and granddaughter , been with my first GF ever for 6 yrs. ( met her when she was 15 , I was 17).
Got up this morning and ran 5 miles, got laid after a shower. Going to sight in a rifle later today. Making a Beer run too.
Too bad the world has gone to shit
. I didn’t think I would witness it fall. 
Got up this morning and ran 5 miles, got laid after a shower. Going to sight in a rifle later today. Making a Beer run too.
Too bad the world has gone to shit
. I didn’t think I would witness it fall. You were a youngster in Vietnam. I’m 75 and was in country in 1971. (11C but assigned to Target Mission Force doing classified electronic warfare. Lots of fun, and we did a good job).Turned 70 last November. Have a war behind me …Vietnam , graduated from a good college , back when they were good. Retired with good Bennies. Been a widower for 10 yrs , have a beautiful daughter and granddaughter , been with my first GF ever for 6 yrs. ( met her when she was 15 , I was 17).
Got up this morning and ran 5 miles, got laid after a shower. Going to sight in a rifle later today. Making a Beer run too.
Too bad the world has gone to shit
I must add that when I was your age, I was doing cycling time trials and if not winning finishing on the podium. Now the med pros are saying I might want to reconsider Racing. I had planned on racing past a hundred. Give me a few weeks and I might just say the hell with it, and start back training. You only live once I damned for sure don’t want to spend it sitting on a couch waiting to die.
I was young indeed !! Spent my 19th , 20th , 21st BD’s at Sea.
. Graduated HS in 71 , went straight to boot camp. Lucky to have been on a badass Carrier ….the USS Constellation (CVA 64). My in country was only short TAD periods doing ship’s business. Had it made all things considered.I was a decent runner in Jr & Sr High , been running all my life. Ran 2 marathons in the mid 1970’s , Most other distances I was a mid-packer at best. Love cycling , just don’t fall/ land as easy as before. Don’t ever plan to quit either , I don’t want to exist , I will live as long as possible.
I had hoped to live out my life way differently than I am now. Instead of safe inexpensive travels and enjoying the fruits of my labor and good health , I’m preparing for shit hitting the fan. Pisses me off to state it mildly.
I remember when I was in diapers. And not as far from wearing them again.
