Bill Tidler Jr.
Retired N&W/NS Signalman
Have a great Thursday!
It happens more often than you might think.Yeah, just in case a nut job who really hates those little crackers comes in loaded.
I think we hit 32 today. I may have gotten a bit sun burned while I was setting up my auto watering system for my potted plants. Was only out there for 10 mins.outside around 28 celcius, they say it will be around 30 celcius today
I believe that's the root of many of our problems.....My dad had similar issues, lived with them until he was 90.I have compression in my L3 & L4. Ain't nothing to do with the statins. Life style and genetics![]()
Glad your FIL finally found peace. IMO, that group didn't receive the after care that they needed.Well, howdy there internet peeps, and those with mausers.
It's Troy again.
I used to have a Mauser. My FIL purchased one that my wife took possession of when he died. My FIL was traumatically different. He grew up very rural Indiana. Boys at 10 were expected to work a full day in the field. By 12 they could have a wad of chewing tobacco if they did their jobs well. Eventually they got a beer too at the end of the workday. So he and another of his two brothers were probably verging on being alcoholics when they were drafted for Korea.
Both of them came back with PTSD. But it wasn't diagnosed back then. Not bad enough for "shell shock" diagnosis. But enough that both brothers hit the bottles hard.
Younger brother was drafted right after the war, so he avoided the trauma and the bottle.
So, my FIL in his later years was mentally only about half-functioning. He was a PTSD-riddled, alcoholic version of Forrest Gump.
You guys should go see Dr. Rahim https://www.youtube.com/@DrRahim/videosI believe that's the root of many of our problems.....My dad had similar issues, lived with them until he was 90.
Originally it was quarted with a home made template and eyeballing, a little crude.How did you fix the quartering?
Argentinian Mauser 7.65x53. Probably Model 1909Well, howdy there internet peeps, and those with mausers.
It's Troy again.
I used to have a Mauser. My FIL purchased one that my wife took possession of when he died. My FIL was traumatically different. He grew up very rural Indiana. Boys at 10 were expected to work a full day in the field. By 12 they could have a wad of chewing tobacco if they did their jobs well. Eventually they got a beer too at the end of the workday. So he and another of his two brothers were probably verging on being alcoholics when they were drafted for Korea.
Both of them came back with PTSD. But it wasn't diagnosed back then. Not bad enough for "shell shock" diagnosis. But enough that both brothers hit the bottles hard.
Younger brother was drafted right after the war, so he avoided the trauma and the bottle.
So, my FIL in his later years was mentally only about half-functioning. He was a PTSD-riddled, alcoholic version of Forrest Gump.
He purchased the 1912??? Mauser bolt action with the stamp on it that showed it being sold to a S. American country, were it sat in storage until Montgomery Ward bought the entire warehouse full. We even had the MW receipt.
The problem: It used corrosive ammo. I forget the caliber but it was .762 or .765. Whichever wasn't the standard of today. And it was corrosive.
He wanted to show off, and took it out with some buddies shooting, back in the 80s, came home hitting the bottle in his truck, then had a few more beers and fell asleep in his chair. The next day or two he managed to put the rifle back in his gun case.
You'll note what I left out of that description.
Once my wife got to the point she wanted to learn to shoot, and we hit the local conservation club for their basic pistol class, I connected with one of the instructors/gunsmiths, and asked him to give it a once over.
He spent about a week deep cleaning it, and pronounced it safe to fire, but warned it would be off target in unpredictable ways because of the damage to the rifling the corrosive residue caused. We fired half a dozen rounds through it, had him walk us through cleaning it since we still had a couple boxes of the nasty ammo.
A few years later, we moved to California, and I didn't want the hassle of moving a rifle that was basically a sentimental wall hanger, so I sold it to a friend. He's fired it a few times, and it's back to being a curiosity piece.
Yea, it was a much different world back then. I remember in the late 70s early 80s our buddies mom would send us to theRemembering about kids and beer, 20 years ago in Japan, they weren't too strict about kids and booze. We used to live about a block from a mom and pop liquor store. I used to send the kids on the beer run. Of course, we were outside watching their progress. But it was fun and the kids enjoyed it!
The Quartering FixtureOriginally it was quarted with a home made template and eyeballing, a little crude.
I found that I could attach the side rods on one side (while assembled on the chassis) then turn it over and see how the holes lined up on the other side.
I use a gear puller to get the geared driver off and rotated it a bit to get the hole to line up with the side rod on this side. Took a couple tries to get it "perfect ".
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62 and mostly sunny-
Tree service was out yesterday clearing the ROW. For $50 I got them to take the top 40' off a big aspen that was overtopping a nice Spruce and a couple Norway Pine. I spent a couple hours cleaning up, the hard physical activity felt GREAT, I really sweat!
Will be mower lawn and train shed today,
More later, Dave LASM
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