10 or 12 years ago my shooting buddy died and it took the wind right out of my sails. He and I were like the Laural Hardy of shooting.
So until Al invited me to shot with his gang one day my gun was just gathering dust. I tried once or twice in those years to get back in to it, but it just did not happen.
After the invite with Al, I told myself keep on going son. What I now find funny is I am bumping into people I have not see nor shot with in over 10 years. I just can not find it in my heart or even the words to tell they have not aged very gracefully...............
