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I hoed strawberries one summer to get the money for a 22. 50 years later i still have it. In the fall i picked apples so i could buy a shotgun. I loaned a rifle to what i thought was a friend. He said he would be back the next weekend with it. Didn't see him again for over a year. Never again. I bought my grandkids there first guns and gave one of them my wool hunting coat. If i needed a gun i know people that would lend me one.
bobg
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