Waiting on the latest issue of Guns&Ammo and American Rifleman to arrive in the mail.
Waiting on American Rifleman seemingly never stopped. I only get one issue every 3 or 4 months nowadays. They fail to deliver my monthly subscription.
Waiting on the latest issue of Guns&Ammo and American Rifleman to arrive in the mail.
I think we all do and not sure we will ever see it again.I miss America.
That reminds me- I don't miss leaches. Leaches suck.I miss:
Stealing watermelons, they taste best when stolen.
Sitting in a truck tube in the water with a slice of watermelon that we had tied down in the bottom of a pond where the ice cold springs were and eating it with seeds and juice running down our faces and arms, then roll over and wash it all off.
Swimming in every stock tank, and lake in the county.
I miss being under 30 years old.
Hell, I miss being under 45 years old.
YOU can say that again, another one of my hero's, finest Pro Football coach to ever set foot on a field. Tom changed the game, he gave it CLASS and Jerry Jones gave it AZZ!I miss full service gas stations. The old Belton high school football stadium. A store called 'Petersons'...25 cent long neck Big Red.
A Mongouse 20" bicycle, and a hot Texas day. I miss the old lady that would play the piano. That could hear from the street.
I miss every dog I've had.
I miss when $5 bucks was a week full of gas.
I miss the pecan trees of home. The stock pond I fished for crawdads in. All summer long.
I miss the smell of the fresh turned dirt of my dad's garden. Watching the chickens peck the soil behind the tiller.
I miss being able to walk for miles....surrounded by cedar trees.
I miss the old cars, I played in like spaceships, in the very back of the field. There smell too. Old Sun baked chevys.
I miss running trout lines with a friend.
I miss seeing huge catfish heads sitting on an old fence post.
I miss the bright lights switch on the floor.
I miss Tom Landry.
I miss night rider(but I don't want it back)
I miss watching fog over a pasture.
I miss the stars of west Texas.
I miss seeing my dad eat a big red float.
I miss the diesel smell of a Cat G12 blade, as it starts in the morning.
YOU can say that again, another one of my hero's, finest Pro Football coach to ever set foot on a field. Tom changed the game, he gave it CLASS and Jerry Jones gave it AZZ!
I have a football signed by Tom Landry, Roger Staubach and Ed 'To Tall' Jones
My fully functional brain and body. My family. American innocence.