My Dad died last year one day before his 90th birthday. He was an avid hunter, and brought me up to love the outdoors and hunting too. I have pictures of him carrying me on his shoulders while he was bird hunting. I guess I was too tired, I was probably only 5 years old. Anyway, the year of his passing i took is ancient, (1950's) Winchester 94 in .32 Winchester Special deer hunting and took a small 6 point with it. I took the antlers and placed them on his gravesite. I know he was happy that his old gun could still bring home the venison. The gun is retired now and resided in my safe.