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Thirteen years old, officially a teenager; six more years of this …has anyone figured out just exactly these six years are? Someone needs to make these years an official “Wonder of the Worldâ€; not necessarily for the teenagers, for the adults that survive these “teenage†years.
“Because I am thirteen years old and I don’t want to shoot that old single shot .22 rifle anymore. I want a “grown-up†gun; one that shoots every time I pull the trigger, and I want a scope too, I think.â€
Red hair, fair complexion, athletic, straight A student, hard headed as a mule- and the running buddies were getting a bit all out of sorts because this teenager well , huh…maybe girls were not so “yucky†after all -her buddies were beginning to notice…
“Tell me again why am shooting at a hole in the targetâ€. “Simple, that is about the size of squirrels head, if you don’t put any holes in the target it means you can hit a squirrels head at this distance.†I replied.
“Maybe so, but you don’t want to have to walk down and change my targets do you?â€
I told you she was smart.
“I’ll take this one and a brick each of Win X22lr and Win PowerPoints, I’ll need the Tru-Lock swivels intalled and, yeah that leather sling will do.â€
Fella said he would have the swivels in probably in a day or two; he had already placed an order with Lyman for some other stuff, including the Pachmayer Tru-Locks. I said to call when ready and I’d whip by.
“Squirrels fascinate her; she gets kick out of stalking them. Her Grandpa and her have some real quality time together, give my mom and I some time together as well. †Her mom,a shooter herself , was telling me again. As was her mom the Grandma, still this squirrel hunting was a special outing with Granddaughter and Grandpa.
Grandpa and I had discussed this matter and he had a Weaver scope that would fit the Marlin 60, still he wanted her to get acquainted with the iron sights first – I agreed. “Figured I’d let the fat guy in the red suit give it to herâ€. We chatted a moment, and figured fat guys in red suits gave granddaughter’s Marlin 60’s on other days of the years as well.
My thoughts - Never was one for rules and such personally…
All the mom had said was " some fat guy in a red suit said to give you this"...some red headed teenage gal had done a happy dance at the breakfast table I'm told.
“Bangâ€, “bangâ€, “bangâ€â€¦she kept the sling tight, kneeling and determined to not hit the target, only shoot through the hole in the target. “Damn, shooting fast means you miss quicker.†She said.
Like I said; right smart young lady for sure.
“Just because the speedometer says 120 – don’t mean you have to drive that fast†– Grandpa snickered and Granddaughter stuck her tongue out at him…with the head nod and eye look that only girls can do.
Grandpa tossed some golf balls out, told her to stand up and shoot, he was already making a golf ball dance with his Browning Automatic 22. I pulled out my 1911, and was giving it a go, “uh there is model 18 and a Colt Woodsman over here if you rather shoot thoseâ€, I made some smart comment about if I threw up enough dust – might look like I was hitting them…then I did hit mine.
Quit while ahead is my motto, re-loaded my CCW, holstered it and drank my tea, grinning and thankful for Lady Luck. Grandma grabbed the Model 18 and showed off, “Men , I swear, Pa has to cheat and use a rifle – getting old on meâ€.
Well the Grandpa and Granddaughter went out with the new Marlin 60, he with the Browning of course and Grandma and Mom stayed in to get the fixin's everything together for Squirrel . I of course rec’d a phone call about the outing, "excited" describes how the girl was – I knew Grandpa was all smiles and had his chest puffed out as well.
The fat guy in the red suit showed up, and lo and behold the Granddaughter found a Weaver Scope. It was understood that the fat guy had come early and left a Marlin 60 with Momma to give to daughter, Grandma had been entrusted to see a sling was provided. The dog had the responsibility of bricks of ammo.
She spied a small box, everyone was curious, they didn’t know about this box. The young lady opened it and slipped something over her head, and then she turned around grinning.
Mom said “come here honey, what have you…two quarters with a hole drilled, with a piece of leather??â
Grandpa started laughing, Grandma too, Mom continued to look puzzled , then daughter rubbed the quarters together “chatter, chatter --chatter, chatter…â€.
I wonder where that came from?
“Because I am thirteen years old and I don’t want to shoot that old single shot .22 rifle anymore. I want a “grown-up†gun; one that shoots every time I pull the trigger, and I want a scope too, I think.â€
Red hair, fair complexion, athletic, straight A student, hard headed as a mule- and the running buddies were getting a bit all out of sorts because this teenager well , huh…maybe girls were not so “yucky†after all -her buddies were beginning to notice…
“Tell me again why am shooting at a hole in the targetâ€. “Simple, that is about the size of squirrels head, if you don’t put any holes in the target it means you can hit a squirrels head at this distance.†I replied.
“Maybe so, but you don’t want to have to walk down and change my targets do you?â€
I told you she was smart.
“I’ll take this one and a brick each of Win X22lr and Win PowerPoints, I’ll need the Tru-Lock swivels intalled and, yeah that leather sling will do.â€
Fella said he would have the swivels in probably in a day or two; he had already placed an order with Lyman for some other stuff, including the Pachmayer Tru-Locks. I said to call when ready and I’d whip by.
“Squirrels fascinate her; she gets kick out of stalking them. Her Grandpa and her have some real quality time together, give my mom and I some time together as well. †Her mom,a shooter herself , was telling me again. As was her mom the Grandma, still this squirrel hunting was a special outing with Granddaughter and Grandpa.
Grandpa and I had discussed this matter and he had a Weaver scope that would fit the Marlin 60, still he wanted her to get acquainted with the iron sights first – I agreed. “Figured I’d let the fat guy in the red suit give it to herâ€. We chatted a moment, and figured fat guys in red suits gave granddaughter’s Marlin 60’s on other days of the years as well.
My thoughts - Never was one for rules and such personally…
All the mom had said was " some fat guy in a red suit said to give you this"...some red headed teenage gal had done a happy dance at the breakfast table I'm told.
“Bangâ€, “bangâ€, “bangâ€â€¦she kept the sling tight, kneeling and determined to not hit the target, only shoot through the hole in the target. “Damn, shooting fast means you miss quicker.†She said.
Like I said; right smart young lady for sure.
“Just because the speedometer says 120 – don’t mean you have to drive that fast†– Grandpa snickered and Granddaughter stuck her tongue out at him…with the head nod and eye look that only girls can do.
Grandpa tossed some golf balls out, told her to stand up and shoot, he was already making a golf ball dance with his Browning Automatic 22. I pulled out my 1911, and was giving it a go, “uh there is model 18 and a Colt Woodsman over here if you rather shoot thoseâ€, I made some smart comment about if I threw up enough dust – might look like I was hitting them…then I did hit mine.
Quit while ahead is my motto, re-loaded my CCW, holstered it and drank my tea, grinning and thankful for Lady Luck. Grandma grabbed the Model 18 and showed off, “Men , I swear, Pa has to cheat and use a rifle – getting old on meâ€.
Well the Grandpa and Granddaughter went out with the new Marlin 60, he with the Browning of course and Grandma and Mom stayed in to get the fixin's everything together for Squirrel . I of course rec’d a phone call about the outing, "excited" describes how the girl was – I knew Grandpa was all smiles and had his chest puffed out as well.
The fat guy in the red suit showed up, and lo and behold the Granddaughter found a Weaver Scope. It was understood that the fat guy had come early and left a Marlin 60 with Momma to give to daughter, Grandma had been entrusted to see a sling was provided. The dog had the responsibility of bricks of ammo.
She spied a small box, everyone was curious, they didn’t know about this box. The young lady opened it and slipped something over her head, and then she turned around grinning.
Mom said “come here honey, what have you…two quarters with a hole drilled, with a piece of leather??â
Grandpa started laughing, Grandma too, Mom continued to look puzzled , then daughter rubbed the quarters together “chatter, chatter --chatter, chatter…â€.
I wonder where that came from?
