About that CVA Mountain Rifle....

Status
Not open for further replies.

darkcloud

Member
Joined
Sep 21, 2017
Messages
258
Location
Northern Wyoming
that was gifted me. It has taken on new meaning now. It must be fully restored and stock refinished then taken out to hunt with. My friend has been placed in hospice care at our VA hospital. He has been fighting kidney failure for quite some time. His great great grandfather was a scout of the 7th cav under Custer. He only survived because he had been bucked off a horse 3 days prior and broken his collar bone. Thus Joe was born later in the linage. He served 3 tours of duty in Vietnam as a Green Beret in the US Army. He was an iron worker and when he retired he worked at the school district as a custodian because he liked the youth and energy of kids. He coached youth bowlers, several who had won their division in various tournaments. He was my bowling coach and I wasn't any kid. It was due to his coaching I achieved several 300 games and various awards. This rifle has a very strong meaning now. I must go and spend the night with him. I must be with him right now. He will be with me forever through this rifle. I hope others have special "guns" with such strong meanings and feelings too.
 
That was my plan. I had ordered the ramrod barrels and ramrod spring from Deer Creek Products and installed them 2 days ago. Unfortunately he is not going to make it. The native passing over ceremony has been given. I will eat some dinner, gather my strength and head to the VA to be with him. Working to make the rifle "shine" once again will be a solemn activity. For me each part shall represent a part of his life. Yes it is strange to think of a rifle in that way but it is what it is.
 
My dad died in 2003. He gave me all his guns a couple of years before he died. I never pick up one of his guns without thinking of him and wishing he were still here. In spirit he is still with me and always will be. God speed to your friend. And the best to you and his family.
 
My friend has been placed in hospice care at our VA hospital. He has been fighting kidney failure for quite some time. He served 3 tours of duty in Vietnam as a Green Beret in the US Army.

Wow, 3 tours as a GB and he came back alive!

I am 66 and at 20 I contracted something while in the Air Force during Viet Nam and have had tremors in my hands ever since. No doc has ever diagnosed what caused it, and if the USAF knows they are not saying. It is just something I live with.

I sincerely hope your friend does not suffer much longer.

Salute!!

Jim
 
He is gone now. I am not part of the patriotic hysteria but I have thought of taking what little FFFg I have that is 20 years old out to the range with some aluminum foil and giving him a 21 gun salute. I would do it in the yard but he city police would be here before the 7th "blank" had been discharged. Doubt I will be working on the rifle today. The old fart meant a lot to me. He was literally like a big brother I never had. The rifle will shine again one day in the not too distant future.
 
I am so sorry to hear your friend is no longer with us. I am sure he is in peace now.

I do not know his name but he absolutely needs to be remembered for his service to our country.

There were about 58,000 of our brothers that only made it home in a damned box. At least he survived for a while.

I really feel bad for you as you seem to have been very close to him.

Life is sometimes a bitch and then you die.

Please try to have a peaceful night, sir. Eat a good dinner in remembrance of him. Your friend would probably want that. I know that I would.

Regards,

Jim
 
DD4 keep the faith. My wife was diagnosed with breast cancer over 5 years ago and went through 8 chemo treatments and then had a double mascetomy. Its a terrible operation I would never wish on anyone. But over 5 years later she is still cancer free. So there is always hope. And you have to hold on to that. I wish you all the best.
 
To me, life is a crapshoot. One never knows what life deals you. There are many of us here in our 60's or later. We all have our tales to tell. I will spare you mine.

I am a vet and I hope all of the vets survive a bit longer. I take notice that us Viet Nam guys do not mention PTSD. That was unheard of back then. We just go forward with life.

Different day and age.

Jim
 
imgres
 
Ball starter from an old billiard ball. brass is from 357 casings I ad way back when, capper I made and still works as good as the day I made it and measure from a dear antler I had.Made these about 1984 and will use em with this rifle too.
 

Attachments

  • DSC_0007.JPG
    DSC_0007.JPG
    64.7 KB · Views: 19
Powder horn from a raw cows horn I got from a slaughter house. They had boxes of em and I took 3. Used what I thought would be the best looking one. Scraped an elk antler, a bears head and blackhawk in it the filled it with ink and wiped off. Crude I know but I like it anyway. BTW still has GEOX 3F in it and still nice and dry with plenty of POOF. Has to be 20 year old powder.
 

Attachments

  • DSC_0008.JPG
    DSC_0008.JPG
    57.3 KB · Views: 22
More pics. He had upholstery tacks in it. I found some pure brass escutcheon tacks. Low profile and gives it the personal touch I was looking for.
 

Attachments

  • DSC_0006.JPG
    DSC_0006.JPG
    72.2 KB · Views: 16
  • DSC_0008.JPG
    DSC_0008.JPG
    92.8 KB · Views: 16
Death is a part of life. I am only 28 and have lost several along the way.

What you are doing is an honor to a great life.
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top