Yes, a gun is a tool and a 'tool' has no spirt. But what we are dealing with here is not just a tool. We are dealing with memories. Memories of happy times and places. Memories of things done together. Memories of fall leaves, warm sun, and quiet walks in the woods. Memories of a younger body, more stamina, and better eyesight. Of times long past when you could shoot cans and rats at the dump. Or dirt clods as you walked in the field and no one would get offended. Or possibly that one exceptional shot in front of your friends that got you their admiration for years. This gun is a reminder and a symbol of those times. Like a picture of your someone you have loved. It is just a picture, but it envokes strong memories of times long past. A gun that is an old friend, is like that. No, you don't worship it or fantisize over it. But it does bring a warm smile and a bright heart when you look at it or pick it up. That kind of friendship should be honored with a little tender care, so when the opportunity comes to share those things again, it will be up to the task. Life is short, the good times go by much too soon. Maybe I can find some time on the next sunny day..........
44 Man