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2010 was such a simpler time.

Why Ruger “restarted” Marlin with the .45-70 (still the only thing available) continues to confound me. People, well at least me and seemingly everyone else based on their popularity, want a .357 Magnum Marlin. Marlin literally had just installed all new equipment to make 1894’s and was manufacturing them that lacked all the issues of that line built on the old machinery before being acquired by Ruger. Seriously, what’s the delay?

Amen to buying Marlins years ago. My stockpile (collection) is making me look more and more like a genius. LMAO

Seen plenty online and if they continue to sell for those ridiculous prices I imagine that's as close to one as ill ever be. So thankful I did without other material things and bought Marlins 20 years ago

That’s because it’s really dumb.

Yeah, Dad was a character in many ways, but a well respected man in his industry. He worked long hours to be successful, and was, but those long hours in a stressful job is part of what caused his health problems. I was following in his footsteps in my professional career as well, saw what the "job" did and changed my career path some. The work environment also played a part. Mom was very fortunate to be able to do the things she wanted to do, travel, church work, etc. with her friends and such after Dad passed away. Unfortunately, she has outlived all of her friends, so she does not have anyone to "hang out with" now, except for my older brother and myself. Neighbors check in on her daily as I live 3 hrs away, and brother lives 20 minutes away. I visit as much as possible.

Its a shame that in todays environment, a person that likes to help others takes a huge risk in doing so.

Yea, all she needed was a jump, took all of 2 hours.

Good topic, I'm sorry for your loss. It's tough, I know that for a fact my mother died in my arms due to cancer she was 58. My father never got over that they were married for 42yrs. My father passed away at 65 of a massive heart attack, I wasn't there but when he had that one and the people who were around him said he got up from the table walked out side stared upwards toward the sky, came back in sat down and took a drink of his scotch, looked over at the lady he was dating and said to call my sister cause he wasn't going to make it back from this one, collapsed and died right there. My phone rang at 4am I jumped up and told my wife to grab that cause that was my sister calling and I new that he had passed cause I had a dream that I can still remember to this day, it was my mother and him and a couple of other relatives that passed away, they were all gathered around my mom and dad then the phone rang and I knew. Now I'm fighting a battle, since the end of 2020. I went for some stints and ended up staying in the hospital and had to have open heart surgery, 5 bypasses, came out of that like a new man but before they did the operation my heart Dr came in and said he wanted to run a couple of tests. He said I was really low on my blood count, he said they could give me three pints and I wouldn't be back to normal. Did a scope of my throat and stomach cause he thought that maybe I had a bleeding alser, but that wasn't it, next day I had a full body pet scan and colonoscopy. Well it turned out that besides the heart surgery that I was scheduled for on Sunday I had a tumor in my colon and three spots on my liver they did the biopsy on both and turned out it was postive for cancer. The Oncologist came in the next day and my surgical team was there explaining to me and my wife about my heart surgery. He came in and asked if he could talk to us and my heart Dr. He went on to explain that I had cancer of the colon and liver stage 4(go big or go home) well the heart surgery went great I felt better than I ever had. Then on January 7th( my birthday 55yrs old) we met with my Oncologist and started my Chemotherapy Treatments that I've been going every two weeks for the last year and five months what a schedule. I asked him to be straight forward and tell me my chances, well they gave me a 5yr window to hopefully get it under control. So far it's been working but I asked him last month were we stand, and he said we would keep this schedule until it quits working and he said it would eventually stop and we would have to start on another path. So I thought about all that and went and made my arrangements so my wife wouldn't have to face that. So hopefully I won't need their service till I'm 80, but I made my peace with god a long time ago when I was around 40. Well it's in his hands and my Dr's for now and I've accepted it, and try to live every day like it's my last, so everyone who reads these two posts, please try to do something good every day even if it's just holding open a door for someone, or letting them in front of you in line, to helping out anyone who needs help. God bless.

August 3, 1950 - May 10, 1999. Terry Wayne Morris My Dad passed away on this date, my goodness, 23 years ago. He was only 48 years old. It was in my two arms that he left behind his broken body, and was immediately in the Presence of God. This is my belief. My eyes were full of tears, my heart was full of sorrow, but in my soul…rejoicing! Despite the fact that he was truly my first loved one to go, the significance of the moment was not lost on me. I bent down and whispered into his now deaf ear, “You lucky dawg, you!” You see, I had just watched my Dad suffer terribly over the last three months; he had Pancreatic cancer. It was a terrible ordeal for him, and Dad was never one for suffering, haha. He loathed pain, in any form! He wouldn’t go to the dentist for fear of needles. Same with doctors. I always gave him a ribbing over it, having had so many broken bones as well as multiple surgeries before the age of 20, I was quite well versed with pain, doctors, and needles. I say all this to make a point about my Daddy: he suffered terribly from this dreaded disease! Literally vomiting up his internals, several times per hour…many times so dang weak that all he could do was squeeze my hand, which immediately told me that I needed to pull him up (he was far too weak to do this on his own), and bring the bucket up to his face, holding him by the back of his head so he could vomit again. The man who had always represented strength and life to me was losing his battle. His eyes told me he was tired, so tired of this suffering, but he never complained; not even once! Y’all can’t know what, coming from him, this meant to me! Y’all, forgive me for being so graphic with the description. I promise, though, I didn’t even touch on the worst parts of it. To anyone who may have the same malady today, I want to say that there’s been an exponential improvement in the way this is treated now; never lose hope! I mentioned before that Dad never went to the doctor, and this didn’t help his case at all so far as “catching it early” goes. He knew something was the matter, but chose not to look into the issue until the morning he woke up, went to the bathroom, and noticed that his pasty white complexion was now the color of a glass of Mellow Yellow! Yep, that got him concerned…that got us all concerned! I was sitting in the room with him when his doctor came in there and delivered the terrible news; it’s terminal. Talk about getting kicked in the gut…and that’s just how I felt! I wasn’t close to my dad; never was. I was more of a “Momma’s Boy” (not a fun thing to tell the rest of Tennessee!) growing up, and had a very special affinity for my Grandfather. My Dad used to get so angry with me, saying, “you dig a ditch for your grandfather but won’t even plant a flower for your own father!”, what can I say? He had me pegged. I’m sure he’s had many a laugh from Heaven at my expense; my son is the exact same way with me. I’m saying this for the benefit of anyone reading this that might think it’s too late for them to have a relationship with their loved one….listen to me if this is you - it is never too late to begin! When I came home from taking my dad to the doctor and receiving that terrible news, I had a decision to make. I could choose to continue my life as it was, or I could face the situation and become a man. That fateful day was the day that I became a man. I went to my dad and I asked his forgiveness for the many terrible things I had put him through. I thanked him for his good example that he gave me and for always working hard to provide for his family. Then I asked if he would let me take care of him….if he would let me at least try to be there for him as he was for me. He told me that it need’nt work that way…that it wasn’t my responsibility to care for him the way he cared for me - that as his child I was his responsibility. I saw his point and appreciated what he was saying, but I wanted to be there for him to make up for the absolute lack of appreciation I showed to him in the past. It was three months from the day of that doctor visit until he passed away in his own home, in my own arms. I would not trade anything for that time I had with my Dad, although there are parts of it that I wouldn’t wish on anyone, either! Phew! Thank you, my fellow Tennesseans, for allowing me to unload some of that, and for listening. I still miss my Dad, but the pain is long in the past. I know I’ll see him again in Heaven. I’ve lost many, many loved ones since losing Dad, but no experience in my life, to this point, has even come close to the richness of that which I experienced in those 3 months with my Dad. It’s because of him that, to this very day, I have chosen to NEVER let the sun set on a grudge, to never go to bed angry, and to always, no matter what my pride tells me to do to the opposite, to always forgive when I am wronged, whether it’s asked of me or not. ‘Today, my fellow Tennesseans, I am remembering my Dad, Terry Wayne Morris, may you Rest In Peace, and I’ll see you soon. thanks y’all

Reduced from $1900 to $1600 for quick sale. Found something else I want. The Original Henry Rifle is virtually identical to its history-making forerunner in all aspects. The only exception: it is a .44-40 caliber. The 1860 version was made in caliber .44 Rimfire, also invented by Benjamin Tyler Henry, but long an obsolete cartridge. Every other facet remains true to its inventor, and each gun’s serial number begins with the initials BTH in his honor. Model Number: H011 Action Type: Lever Action Caliber: .44-40 Capacity: 13 + 1 Length: 43 in. Barrel Length: 24 in. Weight: 9 lbs. Stock: Fancy American Walnut Buttstock with Hardened Brass Buttplate Sights: Folding Ladder Rear Blade Front Finish: Hardened Brass Receiver with Blued Steel Barrel Great condition. Will include some ammunition. No box $1600 Can meet within 50 miles

Today is the anniversary of the day when I lost my Dad. It’s a significant day to me, for obvious reasons, and some not so obvious. So the thought dawned on me to come here, amongst my fellow Tennesseans, whom I consider family - and that’s whether you’re black, red, yellow, white, young, old, man, woman, child, born here, born elsewhere, democrat, republican, liberal, conservative, atheist, Christian (yes, I always give God at least the respect of capitalization), or somewhere in between….the fact is this is a site for residents of our beloved State of Tennessee to gather. You truly are my brethren (and sis..tren?); my FAMILY. So, perhaps something else that we share in common, bittersweet as it may be, is the fact that we all have lost someone that we love. In the extremely rare case that you’re still young enough not to have, well, just keep on living for a while, and, unfortunately, so will you. I came here, to TGO today, for the express purpose of starting this topic, and I hope that it remains as long as we all do. I want this to be a place for us to come on significant dates in our lives, and remember those precious souls that, in the timeline of world history, yes, is only a vapor, however in our timeline, the impact left on our own person is everything. My fellow Tennesseans, will you honor me with your contributions as the years go by? Will you come to this particular place in the ethereal realm of cyberspace, and let us share in your memories? Will you allow me to grieve with you, laugh with you, share with you? To those who are uncomfortable with this, I say “God Bless You”; not everyone feels the same need to share as others may. There’s absolutely nada, zero, naught, zed, nothing at all wrong with that. No sir. To those of you who are okay with it, just know that (so long as I’m not breaking any type of rules and this thread is allowed to go forward) their memory will live on and on - so long as this record, among others, is here for us to remember them by. I was thinking that I would post something on the anniversary date of my loved one’s passing…such as today, for me. While this is the approach that I choose to take, by no means should this be the only way to proceed, in fact, I’d like to make it clear that there are no rules when it comes to how one chooses to remember their loved ones…..ok? To the Moderators: forgive me if this is already established here elsewhere, and if so, please delete what I’ve tried to do here, and please just PM me with the instructions as to where I should go. I assure you I meant no malice with this posting, but rather, the opposite.

Looking to sell my Benchmade Bugout. It was carried for a few weeks but used only a couples times. Still looks new. Centering is spot on. Nothing wrong with it, I just like my Para 3 better. I’m located in Cleveland. Comes with everything a new one includes. Asking $100 obo. Will trade toward a 1911 (obviously with cash on my end)

How the hell did it take me so long to see this?!

Damn. I'll take it. Pm incoming!

Has anyone seen a Ruger made lever action at a store yet? If so price? What did you think?

You only go around once, why deprive yourself. if memory serves, you posted a pic of a part of the collection, on a custom rack? Seems like now is a good time for a pic repost

I just feed mine like a crazy ninja because it will never cease! Hahaha

Sh!t he let em go cheap. I know one went for $3000

I know for 100% fact this is happening with the Ruglin and many others that are bringing premiums. That's why that whole "support your local gun shop" comes with a warning these days.

My friend, this is something else that you and I share in common. Dad chose to be buried in his work uniform! I guess it was something he and Mom had discussed, and I remember being caught off guard by it when I first saw him there, but then it was like “of course he wanted to be buried in his work clothes!” Haha….it was all any of us ever saw him wear anyways, except on Sundays. What a comfort it must be, knowing that your sweet Mother has such good neighbors, that they check in on her every day! It put a real smile on my face, friend, just knowing that you have this peace of mind. I appreciate you sharing your memories of this great man with us all here! I sure wish I could’ve known him while he was here with us for a while. I’ll certainly look him up on the flipside! You remain in my thoughts and prayers.

I have a buddy who owns a gun store and sold two on gunbroker. He said one brought $2580 and the other $2510. I probably should flip mine at those prices but I don't sell levers, ever.

Agreed I've never seen an ugly lever! Lol

If you’re of the mind for an LPVO, I’d look hard at this one. https://www.primaryarms.com/pa-1-6x24mm-ffp-illuminated-rifle-scope-with-acss-raptor-556-reticle-black The reticle is one of my favorite and they make a surprisingly solid optic for the price point. The glass is pretty decent and it’s fairly rugged. I may sound halfhearted in my description, but I’m not really. I’m a snob who generally buys glass that’s 3-5x the price of this so my expectations are proportionately higher as well. For the <$500 budget, these are an excellent choice.

I was speaking with a gun shop employee yesterday when I was picking up my Browning lever. He said they were having a hard time getting them because the distributors were putting them on Gunbroker because they could make a lot more that way. Don't know if it is true or not but seems plausible.

What? You lost me on this one.

It is done!

Here's a "work in progress" after the first clear coat from a few weeks ago. Has glass back in, headliner, dash, package tray, etc. now. Rewired getting much closer to finished and I'm getting anxious to go and get it!

Several comments hidden for a code of conduct violation. Thanks to all who pointed it out.

@gregintennYou need a dashcam, lol.

Smart decision I'd say.

Man, I thank you for sharing this. He lives on through our memories! Sounds like one helluva character - someone who knew how to have a little fun even! Priceless. Sounds like Mom has lived a full and interesting life as well! I pray that her longevity has been passed to you, my friend. Again, I thank you!

I lost my father in Sept '98, after 3 bypass operations, the first bypass was done Oct. '73 while I was a Senior in HS. After his 3rd bypass surgery, the doctors told him there was nothing else they could do at the time, but they had extended his life by 25 yrs, so can't complain one bit. He had a heart attack on the golf course playing a round of golf with his friends. His group of 2-4 buddies would get their own golf cart because everyone wanted it that way, and it looked like total chaos when they left the tee box, 4 old retired farts running every which way in their carts to their respective golf ball. They did not pay attention to the "carts on path" rule if the course was wet, they just did what they did. I don't know how many times Mom would tell me that she had to take Dad to hospital during the night because of chest pains, and as soon as they saw the "zipper" on his chest, they admitted him for a minimum of 2 days back then. Mom and Dad were visiting me soon after I had married, and Mom came into our BR around 2am or so, and told me Dad needed to go to the hospital, so I drove them to nearest hospital at about 80mph. LOL This happened more than once, Mom will be 97 in June, and her health is decent for 97, but she is on the downhill slide unfortunately.

Sorry for both of your losses. The 19th of this month will be the anniversary of my fathers death. 53 years ago. Bless you both.

YEP

Carving knife going to a customer. 14" length with a 9 1/4" blade, 1/8 thick 12c27 stainless with a full flat grind and a distal taper. Rosewood handle. Should be very handy in the kitchen.

For a range gun, 3gun, plinking or even home defense that doesn't break the bank, the Sig Romeo5 is hard to beat. It’s just a simple red dot that comes on when you pick it up. I also have and really like the Vortex Viper PST 1-4x24. Gives you a 1 power red dot or up to 4x magnification. Great optic for an AR

If you don't need magnification, it's hard to go wrong with the Aimpoint PRO. Cheers, Whisper

Range Report: First Outing I was able to make it to the range today after work and get in a few shots. My initial impressions of the gun are very favorable, especially for my intended purpose of having something smaller and lighter weight than my Glock 19 or Sig P320 XCompact for more discrete carry. I do want and need more range-time with it, though. Feel and Handling I ran the gun with the Wilson Combat grip module installed. Since returning home, I have put the factory laser-stippled Sig Sauer grip module back on it. While the Wilson grip feels like it fills the hand more, I feel like I get a better actual grip with the Sig module. Go figure. Running 124gr 9mm FMJ Fiocchi ammo, the gun is plenty snappy. Compensators are not muzzle brakes. They do little or nothing to mitigate the recoil of the gun. They do combat muzzle climb, but that doesn't translate to feel. It translates to a gun that "shoots flatter" which means you reacquire your sight picture on target faster. People need to understand this and keep it in mind when they shoot compensated handguns. It doesn't change what most people describe as "FEEL". This is still a smaller gun and you are still going to feel it pressing into the bony heel of your dominant hand when you shoot it. It is not as comfortable as shooting a larger gun with a larger grip that spreads the shock across a larger surface area in your hand. Period. That said, I did not find it to be uncomfortable to shoot and I put about 100 rounds through it within a pretty short period of time. Handling of the gun was certainly better than that of my plain Jane P365. Muzzle flip was controllable which made the optic's dot easy to track between shots and quicker to return to target. I found this to be even more striking as I ran the gun faster and faster. It shot flat enough that running it fast wasn't a problem at all. Overall Function I ran 100rds through it within a 30-minute span of time. I did not clean or lube it ahead of my range session. It was only lubed with whatever Sig put on it at the factory. I had ZERO malfunctions. It fed, fired and ejected flawlessly. Spent brass landed reliably within the same general area, so I am confident that it wasn't throwing brass willy-nilly all over the place. Accuracy was excellent. I did have to adjust the way I grasped the gun, however. The grouping for my first few magazines was pretty ugly. It dawned on me that I had some slop in how my support hand was grasping the grip, so I tweaked that a little and got excellent accuracy as a result. To be honest... this showed me that I probably have been incorporating the same amount of slop in my grip on my P320 and could likely make it run better by indexing my support hand the same way. I plan to give it a try. Hell, I am almost 30-years into my study of the handgun and I love that I can still learn to do things better. Anyway... when I did my part, the gun did its. 1-inch groups at 7-yards are pretty easy. This is what I expect from a Sig. It did not disappoint. Target Porn I probably need a better term for this, but here are some targets worth looking at and talking about. These targets are printed on 8.5 x 11 copier paper. The circles are 5-inches in diameter with a 1-inch dark center. The last target is from Sage Dynamics and is basically a central nervous system (CNS) brain and brain stem target. Each target was shot from a distance of 7-yards with 124gr Fiocchi 9mm FMJ. I feel good enough about these to carry the gun. Target #1: This target was the first one after getting the dot dialed in. This is a 6-round group shot at a slow and deliberate pace to confirm zero of the optic. Target #2: Moving right along, I shot the target on the other half of the paper with 10-rounds at a reasonably brisk pace to "learn the bounce" of the dot in the optic as it tracked between shots. I did not take a shot timer but I'd say that this grouping took between 4-6 seconds, just guessing at the pace. Target #3: After a few more targets like the previous one, shot at a brisk pace and getting to know how the gun tracked, I wrapped up the session with something a little faster. This is 24-rounds, total. Two 12-round mags, with a mag change in between them, at a fast pace. The strings of shots were quick. The mag change was NOT graceful. I need to spend more time in my dry-fire sessions with this gun just changing mags. The short grip and short mags require some gymnastics to reposition my dominant hand just right to allow the empty mag to cleanly drop free. I'd guess that this took about 16-17 seconds just by timing myself here in the house with an empty gun. I feel like I should want that to be faster. Conclusion Very nice gun. Small. Light. Slim. Carries easily. Love the 6MOA Holosun green dot. It tracks easily. The comp is noticeable but won't blow your socks off. I need to work on my mag changes. Small grip, small mags, Shrek fingers. Not fast. It's a keeper. I'll be carrying it often.

That’s odd being a member on Tennessee gun owners

If I carry a revolver, it's a 442.