Yes it sure does make my day, I don't get out and around much these days. I think the last time I seen Austin was at Camp Perry in 1995 at the National Matches, that was one of the last big Matches I shot, have been going down hill ever since. I seems the older I get more and more of my old shooting buddies are pasting on, it's a shame to see them go, especially the ones that took good care of themselves, here I set thinking of what I did when I was younger, smokeing, drinking, wild women, wild parties, after the Matches of course, never been sick or been to a doctor in 50 years. Cant understand why I'm still here when a lot of the guys I knew that took very good care of themselves are gone.
I'm sure you have heard this befoure, if I knew I would get this old I would have taken better care of myself. Oh well time marches on and sooner or later it will happen.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by JCM298A:
Doesn't it make your day when an old buddy turns out to be alive when you thought he was dead?
I hadn't seen an old co-worker in years and another friend said he had died a few years ago. One day, I walked into a restaurant and heard a greeting from my distant past. There was my old co-worker....fit and well.
It sure cheered my day,