There is so much of this nation's history that just isn't taught in schools these days. The values that focus on God, Country, Family seem to be 'offensive' in the eyes of so many in our busy, distracted population. One of the draws of a web forum like INGO is the many like minded individuals who understand the value of their families, their faith, and have a sense of pride in their country and the freedoms it stands for.
A few years ago, TopHat45 spent a lot of time and energy training this young shooter. His wisdom and tutoring made this youngster ready to attend his first Appleseed. The education he received during that Appleseed, on April 19th of all days, was astounding.
Fast forward a few years and yesterday I got to watch him build his first AR (under IndyJohn's very watchful eye). Over the next few months we anticipate watching this youngster begin competing in NRA Highpower as a Junior shooter.
Over the past several years (as I count more and more grey hairs) I realize I've lost family members who were the anchors in our lives. I never intended to undervalue their input, encouragement, influence, or presence...but life was busy and distractions came in abundance. As my children creep closer and closer to the edge of the nest and begin to test their wings...I find that I still hear the voices of those lost loved ones deep in my heart. Strangely, the pride of watching my son build his first rifle brought back the waves of emotion tied to those things we value highly. It will be interesting to watch where this young man goes, and how well the rifle he's built serves him in that adventure...
A few years ago, TopHat45 spent a lot of time and energy training this young shooter. His wisdom and tutoring made this youngster ready to attend his first Appleseed. The education he received during that Appleseed, on April 19th of all days, was astounding.
Fast forward a few years and yesterday I got to watch him build his first AR (under IndyJohn's very watchful eye). Over the next few months we anticipate watching this youngster begin competing in NRA Highpower as a Junior shooter.
Over the past several years (as I count more and more grey hairs) I realize I've lost family members who were the anchors in our lives. I never intended to undervalue their input, encouragement, influence, or presence...but life was busy and distractions came in abundance. As my children creep closer and closer to the edge of the nest and begin to test their wings...I find that I still hear the voices of those lost loved ones deep in my heart. Strangely, the pride of watching my son build his first rifle brought back the waves of emotion tied to those things we value highly. It will be interesting to watch where this young man goes, and how well the rifle he's built serves him in that adventure...
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