It's not very often I get a surprise. My mom told me that she had something to show me when I got down. I went into my old room here and on the bed was something I have not held since the early 90's. It's the gun I learned to shoot with and it means so much to me. My grandma has given me my grandpas .22. Tears were in my eyes as I held the gun. It's not much, but it means the world to me. I cannot wait to get my son to shooting this gun! I remember it being highly accurate and the death of many squirrels and frogs!
Funny how the simple things mean so much to you! Just an ordinary Marlin Model 40, but priceless to me!
