Dave McCracken
Moderator In Memoriam
I had a good time shooting today at PGC. I ran a little late for the Geezer Squad but got to talk to the guys. About the time they had to leave, Member Lightload and I chanced to meet and got in a few rounds of wobble.
After two rounds we were joined by a couple other shooters, including Colonel Joe. These three are regulars.
The Colonel drives a sporty little Mercedes two seater, and word has it that there's no speedometer on the dash, just an Air Speed Indicator. He's passed me a few times on the Parkway, and I was over the limit when he did.
He shot his Kolar with the unsingle barrel and powdered most of his targets. He outshot all the rest of us.
In conversation between rounds, he mentioned celebrating his birthday recently. We offered best wishes and meant them.
Colonel Joe was born in 1919, a few months before my father.
He was a Command Pilot in WWII, flying B-17s at a time when B-17 crews had 60% casualties.
Per month.
After surviving that, he built and drove race cars, including Indy cars.
After a few more rounds of Wobble, I had to head home. As the Pony ran for home, I got to thinking.
I guess we're never too old to not need role models.....
After two rounds we were joined by a couple other shooters, including Colonel Joe. These three are regulars.
The Colonel drives a sporty little Mercedes two seater, and word has it that there's no speedometer on the dash, just an Air Speed Indicator. He's passed me a few times on the Parkway, and I was over the limit when he did.
He shot his Kolar with the unsingle barrel and powdered most of his targets. He outshot all the rest of us.
In conversation between rounds, he mentioned celebrating his birthday recently. We offered best wishes and meant them.
Colonel Joe was born in 1919, a few months before my father.
He was a Command Pilot in WWII, flying B-17s at a time when B-17 crews had 60% casualties.
Per month.
After surviving that, he built and drove race cars, including Indy cars.
After a few more rounds of Wobble, I had to head home. As the Pony ran for home, I got to thinking.
I guess we're never too old to not need role models.....
