One more story while I am om here. My dad was working out of a Large deuce and a half van at a match at Ft. Riley. I was just a kid probably 12 or 13 and not allowed up in the van while matches were going on. Guy walks up to the van and starts to climb the steps which is a no-no. Big sign saying...
Several years ago my Dad and I were in a Gibsons Discount store in Junction City, Kansas. At the time my dad was a National Match Armorer working as a civilian for the army. He had been shooter and a gunsmith for the army for most of his career, only taking time off for combat tours. He liked to...
My dad was a national Match Armorer while in the army and later was a civil service gunsmith for the All Army Marksmanship unit. He always spoke highly of the rookie smiths coming from the trinidad junior college gunsmiths school. Through the years he trained many new gunsmiths in the ways of...