When we were kids, my best friend's dad had an 8-foot gun cabinet that he kept in my friends room (unlocked of course it was the 70's). I was 14 or 15 years old during this particular date and I was hanging out in my friend Al's room one late afternoon and his father walked in. He handed Al a rifle bag and said I bought a new rifle.
Al opened up the bag and inside it was a .30-40 KragSporter. As we handled the rifle his dad told us about the rifle. He handed us a box of shells, which I think is the same box that I have on my desk as I write this, and we took a trip out to “the field” and took a few shots with it.
I fell in love with that Krag today that exact childhood rifle is sitting on my workbench. She’s seen a lot of time pass in storage since my friend's dad passed away some 27 years ago and it needs a bit of tender loving care. I can’t wait to take her to the range and fire her again, some 45 years later.
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