Thanks to the 'old codgers'.

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Publius1688

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I've been gradually breaking ground into handloading over the past six months. Bought three books, read tons of stuff online and in magazines, and doing loads of research in general.
Hanging around the reloading section of one of the local big box stores, I've met several fellows who have many year's experience handloading and reloading ammunition, and without exception, they've all been willing to share their knowledge with me, answer questions, and give advice. This is, as they say, the 'good stuff'.
The cadre of older reloaders have to be the most patient and kind folks around!
 
heh. Why go to the big box stores, when you can hang out with the old codgers on the forums....

Jim H.
 
The internet, while also putting forth a lot of nonsense, also is a super way for new shooters, or just old shooters new to reloading, to learn the craft.

Wasn't so back in the day for us "old codgers". No such thing as internet, or even CD's for that matter. I still have albums for goodness sake. How old is an old codger anyway? :scrutiny:
 
Is and "old codger" as old as a curmudgeon?

Yeh...In those days (with no internet) you had to know how to read and comprehend what you were reading.

Did Alabama have schools in those days?
 
School? I don't remember. :D

I think I am old enough to be a codger, but not a curmugeon. :scrutiny:
 
The Bushmaster qualifies as a curmudgeon, since it's all about attitude, whereas we don't have any choice about becoming codgers. He's a likable old curmudgeon, though..... But if you tell him you like him, it makes him really grumpy!

Fred
 
I plan on becoming a curmudgien, later in life. One has to aspire to something. ;)
 
I agree was at local store just looking around and I must have had that OMG what am I thinking getting into this look on my face when a nice older gent asked me how I was doing and boom one hour later and a trip out to his suv to look at some of his dies he was hauling around for some reason I realized what other hobby is there so much willingness to share what you have learned.
 
Some of us were fortunate enough to have an "old codger" around decades ago; and we're trying to return the favor.
 
Maybe we can just say 'codger' and leave the adjectives out of it?

I'm far past the half-century mark and I'm suddenly getting sensitive to calling things 'old'.
All that stuff that seemed so old, doesn't seem so old any more.

Besides, post-'64 Winchesters still seem kinda new to me.
 
I been reloading for over forty years and I still lack one year getting my senior discount at McDonalds and the other eating places. Ask me about how old I feel when getting out of bed each morning! Maybe just maybe I'm a "ol' codger"! The best part about getting old is ....you didn't die young!

Jimmy K
 
Who you callin old!? Just give me a couple minutes to get outta this chair, I'll show you who's old!

I DID have an old curmudgeon to teach me the ropes. Mainly he taught me the finer points of shotshell loading, that was around 1972! Goal was good duck loads!

I recently got a couple of kids started in the handloading hobby. It was a great pleasure to do it.
 
No-no Shoney...That's Mine Sweeper Sailors. "Wooden ships and Iron men"...But I do remember the box car sales (I grew up next to the tracks [probably the wrong side])...

I, also, remember as a kid having to haul the ice that they dropped off in big blocks for our refridgerator (Ice box)...
 
qajaq59 -

That depends. Are you old enough to remember when dirt was still warm? Or when diamonds were still coal?

If the 59 in your user name is indicative of your birth year - approaching codgerhood only, not yet there. ('Cause I'm older than that, and I refuse to be a codger.)
 
Been hanging out in the reloading section of Gander Mtn? I have ran into a few reloaders there in the past year.
 
Shouldn't there be another in between term, like Old Phart, you know, characterized as a ROP (Rotten Old Phart or Really Old Phart). And they are afflicted with COPD (Cogitating Old Pharts Disorder)
 
Brings back memories of Monday mornings at the donut shop with Grandpa. I was bored silly but tried to look interested, at least for a while. I still go back to some of that knowledge that sunk into my little skull....
 
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