Thanks for all the well-wishes fellas!..............
I feel like I've got family here..............
I should have given a bit more info, but was for lack of words last night-
My relationship with my uncle is similar to Ashdigger's.
My uncle always said there is ONLY one beer, and that was Budweiser, he always had a fridge full of it, and would let me have one once in a while, even if I was only 14 or so.........
He always had Yukon Jack and Wild Turkey on the shelf, told me as a young-in- "you'll like that Yukon jack better than the Wild Turkey........"
He was a helluva rifleman......... He had a huge dirtpile put in his backyard (he lived in a woods), about 150 yards from his house. We shot a lot from his back porch, but in the past few years, when I visited, I'd see his rifles(he loved SAKO's, wildcat cartridges), earmuffs, and sandbags right at the table by the window facing his target- he'd shoot right from his house! I can guarantee there's at least 1500 pounds of lead in that backstop........ Always cool to see an 80 year old man driving tacks from his kitchen table.!
He collected Wild Turkey decanters, those ceramic ones from the '70's......... he had them all on a huge shelf, seals intact.
He loved Ruger revolvers too........... had about 40 of them, most of them new in the box............
As I said we were poor pig farmers, living day to day. Uncle Larry had some FAST Ski-doo snowmobiles. Back in 1981 or 1982, we had a bit of a blizzard in Ohio, school was cancelled for the week. Uncle brought out his sleds and said "Have FUN, don't Fuck-em up!"........... I was 14 years old at the time, and man, that was fun, bustin' drifts 10' high on those sleds!.........
He was the hardest working man I've ever met, but he played just as hard.....
Born in 1937, started his business building custom homes in 1961....... did well for himself. He got some local commercial jobs too....... the Fire department addition, the local paper printing building, and numerous, somewhat upscale houses. many of his customers built multiple homes over the years.
He pretty much put me through college. I worked on his crew in the summers, starting as laborer, working my way up to trim carpenter. He'd start you doing trim in the GARAGE............ if it was good enough, he'd put you on closets, then basements, then you was good to go....... I never made it to basements....... LOL!
He sold me his Colt 45 National Match Gold Cup, 1976 model, brand new in the box for $350........... on one condition- "Don't ever shoot it!"............ He gave me the box of shells he purchased with it too. I've handled this gun 100's of times, and let me tell you, "I want to shoot it!"
He GAVE me a fair share of guns too, several Belgium made Brownings, and some old Winchester 22's.
ALWAYS owned Chevy's, ALWAYS had John Deere tractors.............
Well, I've rambled on long enough.......... thanks again fellas, for the ears to hear my venting...... and puttin' up with my postings( been drinking more than usual........ ?, blame it on the Covid)
Y'all are like family to me, and I appreciate it more than you'll ever know! (This helped me so much, just getting it off my chest)
Happy & Merry!-
-Beef
