It wasn’t just an ordinary shotgun it was a Winchester trap grade that had a tight pattern and reached out further than most shotguns.
I got it when I was young and was still able to trounce through mud and snow for hours at a time and I became a very good wing shot with it.
Times changed and the way game disappeared wasn’t from over hunting but because of the way agriculture changed.
So the gun was relocated to one corner or another in my bedroom until it wound up in a closet where water from a fireplace chimney dripped on it.
It was somewhat forgotten about for about ten years and by then it was rusted to where it was no longer a working gun.
Now I’m old and can no longer hike those swamps and fields in search of game.
But I have enough memories to last an old man the rest of my life.
Those memories made it hard to destroy that gun but there are some things a man has to do for himself like ending the suffering of a beloved pet.
I was always taught that if it’s your problem then it is your responsibility to take care of it.
After all it was just an old shotgun.
I got it when I was young and was still able to trounce through mud and snow for hours at a time and I became a very good wing shot with it.
Times changed and the way game disappeared wasn’t from over hunting but because of the way agriculture changed.
So the gun was relocated to one corner or another in my bedroom until it wound up in a closet where water from a fireplace chimney dripped on it.
It was somewhat forgotten about for about ten years and by then it was rusted to where it was no longer a working gun.
Now I’m old and can no longer hike those swamps and fields in search of game.
But I have enough memories to last an old man the rest of my life.
Those memories made it hard to destroy that gun but there are some things a man has to do for himself like ending the suffering of a beloved pet.
I was always taught that if it’s your problem then it is your responsibility to take care of it.
After all it was just an old shotgun.