
Instead He bought his guns from old school gun shops , and beer drinking buddies hard up to pay bills and needing a little help to make it till payday ... He had a smell all his own made up of a mix of Tennessee whiskey , motor oil , and when possible good ol Hoppes number 9, and of course TruOil....
He would probably think it silly the price I pay for some of my Airguns , but would be proud I still use Truoil and sanding blocks on the stocks instead of one of the new miracle finishes or power tools .. .
..And if its quiet i can still hear him in my ear, and feel him over my shoulder watching to make sure his help was there if I needed it . I know cleaning airguns like I do isn't necessary, but I'll struggle thru the ocassinal tears to stay close to Dad . As I get older little things make memories come flooding back ..Hoppes #9 and its unique smell is Dad ...H to his family
So when no one else is around and i need to clear my head I listen for his voice and polish on the cold metal and wood and I think of the man I miss most in the world , and wonder how he would feel about the man I've become .