A couple of different family gatherings are being planned for the Thanksgiving holiday and by the time Saturday rolls around I probably will have had more than my annual allotment of tryptophan. Which means I could be settling in for a nap.
It was May of 1960, on my 12th birthday, that I got my first gun. It was a Winchester Model 69a which was a bolt action rifle that had a walnut stock, a 5 shot clip and iron sights. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.