Shooting on Mother’s Day

[marksman13]

I’ve posted about this rifle before, but with Mother’s Day coming up tomorrow I’m going to post about it again, so bear with me.

My mother passed away on December 18th of 2018 after battling one form of cancer or another for over a decade. In our last conversation before she was drugged into a medical coma, she told me she was leaving me a little bit of a nest egg, but she made me promise that I would buy myself something nice. It had to be something I would keep forever and it had to be something I would never buy for myself. I told her I would and then I held her hand as she drifted off to sleep for the last time. She laid there in a hospital bed slowly dying for the next thirteen days and it gave me time to ponder what I was going to get myself on all those lonely days and nights. It felt selfish, but it was something to pass the time. I even talked to her about it while she “slept”.

I finally decided that I would get a rifle and put together in a way that made me think of Mom. I settled on a Falkor Defense Omega in 6.5 Creedmoor. A buddy of mine had one set up exactly the way I wanted and he was looking to sell it. He owns a gun shop and Cerakote business, so I asked if he would Cerakote it a certain way for me. He agreed and we worked out the details in a couple of conversations.

Mom’s name was Penny, so I asked him to incorporate some subtle copper tones into the camo paint job and I think he did and awesome job of working that copper color into the paint job. This rifle is an absolute tack driver and I think about Mom every time I look at it. I think tomorrow is a good day to get it out of the safe and get it out to the range. You guys are awesome. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest tonight.

 

[Demi-human]

A beautiful story I was both happy and terribly sad to hear.
A Son of the highest caliber. She is gone but clearly never will be forgotten.
My condolences for you.

 

[marksman13]

A beautiful story I was both happy and terribly sad to hear.
A Son of the highest caliber. She is gone but clearly never will be forgotten.
My condolences for you.

Thank you for the kind words. My pregnant wife will celebrate her first Mother’s Day tomorrow, so it is definitely more sweet than bitter, but reflecting on Mom’s memory definitely has me sipping an adult beverage and feeling nostalgic as I load up range bags for tomorrow’s session.

 

[Dave DeLaurant]

My mom couldn't even say the word "guns" without injecting hatred into the syllable. She was a great lady all the same and I miss her.

When I finished my role as executor for her estate, I used the nominal fee I collected from my siblings (for about a hundred-odd hours of work) to buy a full-stock .223 CZ 527 that I've christened Agnes in her honor. I can practically hear her disapproval every time I have the rifle in my hands, which is one of the many ways she's still very much alive inside my head. My dad's right there too -- he's OK with guns per se, but not with the amounts of money I've lavished on mine.

 

[armoredman]

I hope your mom and mine are both in Heaven looking down right now.
It is interesting that you posted this as one of my young staff mentioned tomorrow he is taking his mother to the range for Mothers Day as he bought her a new rifle.

 

[Sneakshot92]

View attachment 915561 I’ve posted about this rifle before, but with Mother’s Day coming up tomorrow I’m going to post about it again, so bear with me.

My mother passed away on December 18th of 2018 after battling one form of cancer or another for over a decade. In our last conversation before she was drugged into a medical coma, she told me she was leaving me a little bit of a nest egg, but she made me promise that I would buy myself something nice. It had to be something I would keep forever and it had to be something I would never buy for myself. I told her I would and then I held her hand as she drifted off to sleep for the last time. She laid there in a hospital bed slowly dying for the next thirteen days and it gave me time to ponder what I was going to get myself on all those lonely days and nights. It felt selfish, but it was something to pass the time. I even talked to her about it while she “slept”.

I finally decided that I would get a rifle and put together in a way that made me think of Mom. I settled on a Falkor Defense Omega in 6.5 Creedmoor. A buddy of mine had one set up exactly the way I wanted and he was looking to sell it. He owns a gun shop and Cerakote business, so I asked if he would Cerakote it a certain way for me. He agreed and we worked out the details in a couple of conversations.

Mom’s name was Penny, so I asked him to incorporate some subtle copper tones into the camo paint job and I think he did and awesome job of working that copper color into the paint job. This rifle is an absolute tack driver and I think about Mom every time I look at it. I think tomorrow is a good day to get it out of the safe and get it out to the range. You guys are awesome. Thanks for letting me get this off my chest tonight.

Touching.. A way to have a good time while remembering the good times. Awesome rifle!
Shoot straight and have a good one!

 

[Armored farmer]

Have a great and happy mother's day range day with the rifle your mom gave to you.

 

[marksman13]

My mom couldn't even say the word "guns" without injecting hatred into the syllable. She was a great lady all the same and I miss her.

When I finished my role as executor for her estate, I used the nominal fee I collected from my siblings (for about a hundred-odd hours of work) to buy a full-stock .223 CZ 527 that I've christened Agnes in her honor. I can practically hear her disapproval every time I have the rifle in my hands, which is one of the many ways she's still very much alive inside my head. My dad's right there too -- he's OK with guns per se, but not with the amounts of money I've lavished on mine.

Mom didn’t care one bit about guns one way or the other. Dad loved them as much as I do, but never had any money to spend on them. I haven’t had any of dad’s guns out of the safe since he passed. I’m probably going to have to change that at some point.

 

[Dave DeLaurant]

Mom didn’t care one bit about guns one way or the other. Dad loved them as much as I do, but never had any money to spend on them. I haven’t had any of dad’s guns out of the safe since he passed. I’m probably going to have to change that at some point.

My 'dad gun' is the Marlin-Glenfield .22 bolt action I wheedled him into buying for me for my 15th birthday. I take it to the range every year or so to remember how excited I was the day he brought it home from K-Mart. For once, he didn't even complain about the price:

 

[marksman13]

Not my best effort ever, but the “Mom Rifle” did her part today. I’ll shoot some five and ten round groups next time, but my supply of Hornady Precision Hunter is getting a little low.