Do you smell that? It’s the smell of freedom, On Saturday I went to the range and turned some money into noise. 😀
Burning gunpowder, the flying dirt and the lovely ping of M1 clips flying through the air. No sir it couldn’t have been a better way to spend a Saturday morning. The sun was shining, and it was fairly warm out. I exercised a few of my rifles and pistols. Some guys were shooting pistols and clays next to us. They had an exploding target that they shot three times with a .45 long colt. It didn’t have enough oomph to set it off.
So I volunteered to shoot it with my M1 Garand. You guessed it, the venerable .30-06 popped that sucker. While I was cleaning the barrel of that rifle I reflected upon it for a moment. My M1 rifle is 67 years old. How do I know? The internet told me. There are several websites, here’s one where you can look it up and you will get a date range of when it was made.
My rifle was made sometime during November 1943. It is possible that my rifle was wielded by a young sergeant storming Omaha or Utah beach? Could my rifle could have fought in the hands of a Marine in the Pacific? Did my M1 rifle help a freezing soldier keep the North Koreans at bay? Had it ever been fired in anger to save the life of a soldier with a young wife and one year old daughter that he’s never seen? I’ll never know since the old war horse isn’t speaking to me. I guess if my rifle ever did tell me who wielded it I would probably have cause for alarm and should get my head examined.
This is my rifle. There are many like it but this one is mine.
No it is not for sale. Go get yer own, and get off my lawn while you’re at it. 😛 The government sells these babies directly to citizens.
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