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PapaG

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Tomorrow would have been my brother's 69th birthday. He died at 59, days before he would turn 60. We lived 450 miles apart but would get together at least yearly for a brother's match. 100 yards, two targets each with .22, varmint caliber, deer size, big bore, and 357 and 44 mag handgun. First target for group, second for score. Get done, come home, break out the calipers, beer and quarters and score. Hours later, his pile slightly larger. Both exhausted from laughter. Miss him. Some years I shoot my summer trap league match with his 870TC. This year I'm taking his 1894 Marlin 44 and my Win 94 44, his sixties Super Blackhawk and my 29-2 to the club and duplicate the old matches.
Prediction, he will win. I will choke up.
Then, I will grill burgers and drink a few Miller Lites, his (ugh) choice.
Let you know how it goes.
Stan
 
Good to remember your brother wish could go shooting with you, my brother is in assisted living in Iowa .
 
Thankfully my brothers are all still here. God only knows why the youngest one is still alive.
Be thankful for the good times and don't worry about the bad ones.
 
Tomorrow would have been my brother's 69th birthday. He died at 59, days before he would turn 60. We lived 450 miles apart but would get together at least yearly for a brother's match. 100 yards, two targets each with .22, varmint caliber, deer size, big bore, and 357 and 44 mag handgun. First target for group, second for score. Get done, come home, break out the calipers, beer and quarters and score. Hours later, his pile slightly larger. Both exhausted from laughter. Miss him. Some years I shoot my summer trap league match with his 870TC. This year I'm taking his 1894 Marlin 44 and my Win 94 44, his sixties Super Blackhawk and my 29-2 to the club and duplicate the old matches.
Prediction, he will win. I will choke up.
Then, I will grill burgers and drink a few Miller Lites, his (ugh) choice.
Let you know how it goes.
Stan
Great memory. Makes me miss my brother, havent seen him since 2012. He lives in europe, but when we do get together its like old times again. Nice you have his guns and hopefully you feel him near you when you shoot them and know youll see him again.
 
Yeah. When it is my turn, the target will be blurry. Thanks, all. This is tough. Lots of stories I will share along the line. S
Consider yourself blessed to have had a brother worthy of missing so much. Someday mine will pass and I’ll have to have that same Miller Lite. Not looking forward to that beer and losing my best friend.

Post your thread every year if you want to. Tell us a story. Share a picture. We’ve got room. Just remember that every tear is worth it. Grief is the last act we can show someone we love.
 
I had to cut him out. He was and is bad juju. I can't say I miss him but I do miss spending time with someone I grew up with and who I spent most of my childhood looking up to. I made a tough decision that was the best for me and my family.
I have a Mauser he gave me for my 20th birthday. I don't shoot it and it's has no value but I can't get rid of it for whatever reason.
 
Hi...
I know how you feel about your brother.
My older brother was my hunting and shooting partner for years until he just seemed to lose interest particularly in hunting. He would still go shooting with me on occasion but less and less as his health deteriorated.
He passed away several years ago and I miss him every day.

My younger brother is pretty much a waste of protoplasm... haven't seen him in years.
Not what you would call a good person....I will leave it at that.
 
I don't have any brothers, just one sister. We used to work at a trap range, every couple of years we will get together and shoot just for fun, not competitively at all. Thanks for sharing, PapaG.
 
My brother and I were on the outs for a lotta years. He's ten years younger, so most of the time we had nothing in common growing up. We are close now, and even though we live 500 miles apart try to get together once or twice a year. He's a good uncle to my kiddos.

 
Thanks for the remembrance. I am the older brother, but neither of my younger brothers shoot or hunt. We are friends, but I am jealous of your shooting times together.

I miss my father-in-law, who introduced and schooled me in shooting and hunting.
 
It's in the books. Took two granddaughters with me to the club and they played the part of Terry and we had "the match". Results: group, T. Score, me.
I shot his Marlin 44 and Super Blackhawk, then my Winchester and 29-2. The girls shot his 10-22 and I shot mine.
Being 16 and 13, they didn't remember him much but we had fun. The 13 year old is starting youth trap league this year.
 
Thanks for sharing. Your brother sounds lucky to have had people like you to spend time with in life and be remembered and celebrated after he's gone.

Do you have a favorite non-gun memory you feel like sharing?
 
We we're merciless when playing cards. Double and triple deck pinochle was a favorite. His goal was to get me laughing so hard I'd squeek. I'd try to get him to snort.
He talked about going back to college to become a veterinarian. I reminded him that I always had to clean the game. He cleaned one rabbit and never opened his eyes.
 
Remember the good times. Try and make new ones if you can.

I lost my best friend, my brother, when I was 12 and he was 11. I have another younger brother but we have never been close. It’s been 46 years since I lost my brother and I still miss him. I often think what would have happened had he not been killed.

I think it’s wonderful you had the time you did, PapaG. :)
 
Sorry about your brother papa g. My brother is 4 years my junior took him out hunting and shooting many times. I've posted the story of his first and only deer before. It took several years for him to get his. I'd posted him in every spot that I'd ever shot a deer and still nothing. The last time he went out with me made him watch the road we came in on. He dropped a nice 6 point.
 
Good reflections, and nice tradition.

I have two bothers and one sister. Used to take the youngest sibling (brother) shooting when he was around 13, me being five years older. This lasted for about three years, until I married and moved out.

Now, he's a raging liberal living in RI, and a prohibited person due to MJ use, which is against both state and federal law.

My other brother and my sister are both also prohibited persons due to drug abuse and at least one felony conviction for him (she probably has one, too.)

So, when I shoot with someone in mind, it's my father, with whom I never shot, but who left behind two of the guns in my safe when he passed, or my stepfather, from whom I got my first gun (and I did shoot it with him.)
 
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My brother and I grew up shooting whenever we went over to grandpa's. Mostly plinking with 22s and blasting some informal clays. Grandpa is gone but we still do some shooting together. I'm much more into shooting so I usually bring the hardware and he chips in for ammo.

Photo I took of him from our last hand thrown clay match. I shot stellar the weekend before but of course couldn't hit squat when he came out...
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I still have my brother. He does not shoot much and only owns one firearm that I know of. One of my best memories was when dad passed away we decided to get the firearms out of the house.
It was a mutual decision that I would keep them at my house since "I was into that sort of thing". I decided that before I would take them we would shoot them all again. There we were, my brother, myself, and my BIL, all dads guns laying out on the tailgate of my pickup out in back of the barn. Shooting away at targets, laughing, and remembering hunting with "dad". We need to do that again sometime. Dad's been gone 8 years now so it's been that long already. I'll have to initiate since "I'm into that sort of thing".

Thanks PapaG for sharing, and reminding us to enjoy the simple things !

-Jeff
 
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