A few years back (Apr 96), after I moved to Fl fom Md, my Md buddies and I decided to meet at Clark Range and shoot hogs. The rules of the hunt were pistols only. We got down to only one of us that needed his hog (David). His bullet launcher was a Smith in 44 Mag., but he only had 5 rounds loaded. Since we had our pigs, we left our pistols at the lodge. Needless to say, after he busted the hog, it ran. Took two more shots as it was running, hit it once. With two shots left, after running to the dogs, he missed one, hit one. The hog was down but not out. David was out though (of ammunition) and feeling helpless, knowing he had no back-up. Larry reached in his jacket pocket, pulled out his Commander and gave it to David. One finishing shot did the deed.
As an aside, we had met the previous year (95) with David's father (Rob) along. Rob up and died on use the Feb prior to the 96 hunt. David had given Larry the Commander as a keepsake since Larry had owned it previously. GB, when you get there, ask the guides if they were there in 96 and if they remember a group from Md and FL that took Rob hunting one last time. Prior to arriving at CR, we had loaded shot shells with Rob's ashes. After we got there and before hunting, we found a blooming dog wood tree, had a moment of silence and Rob's son (David), his grandson and buddies, in turn, fired his ashes over the tree.
