Man what a ride. Two guys close to me passed this week

I'll sure miss you other guys who I've been with before. It is a very special experience. It's like we are all made bonded old friends by this common interest and experience. Everyone will have their last HHC one day.

my mother and father lived with he and his wife in California. This was during the post war boom years in the late 1950's. He was supposed to get my dad a job with the rail road but it didn't develop. Dad worked in a fiberglass fabrication factory and a place making iron gate and grating. I almost was a CA kid.

We have all been friends over the years and I am still friends with is children. They'd come visit in the summers. Donnie is about my age and we shoot guns when he came to visit. He used to shoot his Dad's High Standard Model B .22 back in the day and I shot my Father's Ruger Std. Auto.

The old man told me last time he drove to AR, "this is my last time to come to AR". Old coots sometimes say things like that. But by golly he was right. End of an era.

We escalated the shooting fun over the years.lol