fritz

Ah heck Jim, I was just kidding about boycotting turkeys. They have a place, and I like them much better than chickens.

 

I did pick up on what you meant about buying vs raising your own. We always raised our own beef and hogs, and those were the days before everyone had a deep freeze. We rented a locker box (freezer) in town and I can still remember going into that big frozen room and closing the door behind us. I always wondered what would happen if that door did not open again.

 

Gives me chills to think about it.

 

I used to have a pet turkey tom. I never could trust him, the damned bird would sneak up behind me and try to jump me. I am not sure as to his intentions, but feel that they were not sexually motivated.

 

I gave that turkey so many kicks in his inflated chest that I still have problems with arthritis in my right foot!

 

When I saw the movie "Giant" and the scene where the little kid had raised a pet turkey (named him Pedro) and then saw him on the Thanksgiving table, it brings back memories to this old man.

 

fritz

The only Mauser receiver I ever had a problem with drilling was a Columbian receiver that was made for the Nato cartridge (marked as such).

 

Since this was only hard on the surface, I ground off a bit of the surface and then drilled and tapped as usual.

 

Your mileage may differ.

 

fritz

Jerry,

Damned, I missed your birthday, but I hope you know me well enough by now to realize that I do wish you all the best.

 

And keep those hunting trip stories coming. I only wish I could join you someday. I mean that.

 

fritz

I want to thank you all for the response to my question.

 

After giving it some deliberation (that is always a good thing) I have decided that, since dog food is so damned high now, this meat can replace some of that store bought stuff.

 

And I am too old to experiment on my health. Let the dogs do it.

 

It is sure nice to be able to share a question, problem, whatever, with the good folks here. You have helped me once again.

 

And I thank you, one and all.

 

But---

 

"You really buy beef? Other than eating out I couldn't tell you how many years it's been since we've bought beef, or pork for that matter. Jim"

 

Jim, just for that I am going to boycot turkeys!

Beef is how I make my living!

"Beef, it's what's for dinner" (supper, whatever).

 

fritz

Do it the way Texas is planning. We have this problem with an unconstitutional property tax (it has been determined by the courts that it is unconstitutional).

 

The latest proposal is to increase the business franchise tax to include all businesses that have before been able to escape through a loophole. Don't you love those loopholes?

 

And the real kicker is the increase in the cigarette tax, an additional $1 a pack. That one is gonna be a toughie, although it is becoming a more commonplace thing to see cities pass a law against smoking in a public place. It is on the ballot for Victoria, Tx come May. Too bad only residents of the city can vote (while ALL folks who patronize these public places have to endure the smoke from those who blow it our way.

 

All businesses that make less than $300,000 a year would be exempt from the franchise tax, but it would close some loopholes that allow a business to be set up in such a manner as to avoid the current franchise tax.

 

That seems fair.

 

And as to smokers, let them pay for the habit. It ain't in the constitution that gives them the freedom to blow smoke in our face.

 

A wee bit different than the right to keep and bear arms (which IS in the constitution)..

 

fritz

kenak2

 

Yes, it was fortunate that the ladder did not go through a following vehicle. I remember a time when my father was hauling a 16' gate home from the lumber yard (he had it tied down to the headache bar on his truck). But it came loose and blew off right in the middle of the Guadalupe River bridge on a US highway.

 

Luckily for him, it did not hit a following vehicle, and he was able to retrieve the gate. But on the middle of the bridge, it was scary.

 

I have had sheets of tin blow off my truck on the way home from a lumber yard. It is kinda scary to look in the rear view mirror and see a sheet of tin flying up in the air (with vehicles following).

 

Luckily, again, all that happened was that that sheet of tin sailed up in the air and landed in the ditch (and buried one end in the soil).

 

As to the rotted pier---I have sore ribs, and I discovered a nice cut on my right shin from when it went through the pier. Other than that, the cell phone still works and the little money I had in the wallet dried out just fine.

 

Thanks to the terrible dry air yesterday. But tonight is the night! It is drizzling steady now, with more predicted. I ordered fertilizer to be applied tomorrow.

 

Hope it ain't too late.

 

You can't raise hay without fertilizer. But then again, you can't raise hay without rain either.

 

Damned,

 

fritz

Well, I'm sure you all know how dry it's been here in Texas. And for those of us in the business, it ain't a pretty picture.

 

Today I decided to guage the depth of the water in one of my ponds. I walked out to the end of what looked like a sturdy pier, and put a rod down to the bottom of the water. Before the rod hit bottom, the bottom of the pier hit me, in the ribs. Those planks were rotted, and I fell into the water.

 

I grabbed onto the nearest thing handy, a piling, and pulled myself out of the muddy water. My boots were full of water, my wallet got soaked, my cell phone got soaked. And the water was cold.

 

Now I have a sore rib cage, wet boots, and soggy money. Talk about adding insult to injury.

 

No, she ain't dry yet (the pond) and I never did get to guage the depth of the water. Suffice to say that it was up to my head.

 

Ain't nothing like Texas weather! I'm salivating already for the next hurricane!

 

fritz

I have this old deep freeze (OK, a freezer) that I want to empty of it's contents and turn off. It is filled with lots of veggies (they get chunked) but also with some good (at the time) beef brisket.

 

The briskets have been wrapped very tight (from the store, directly to the freezer) but it has been years ago. I hate to waste good beef.

 

Do you think that it still might be good? I hate to waste good beef. The dogs are already gorged from all the frozen chicken that I have thawed and given them.

 

Hate to waste good beef.

 

fritz

"We have the same sort of "social line" at my range.

There are the Shotgun people and the Rifle people and the relationship is not warm.

The proshop stocks only shot-gun supplies and the snack bar is over on THE CLAY RANGE.

 

Tne shop and clubhouse are only opened on Wed and weekends..when the shotgunners shoot.

 

The good thing about it is that the Shotgun types tend to be Nabobs, so the local community, which moved in long after the range was built, were unable to closedown the range even to "protect their quality of life"

This is Kali... "

 

Yes, I believe that last sentence says it best. Because in Kali, ain't shotguns more "politically correct"?

 

You rifle people should just learn to adjust.

 

Adjust your sights, and------

 

 

fritz

 

 

That's probably about right (in price) since there is quite a bit of work involved in producing one of these things for the Mosin Nagant. They are definitely a bit different than a Mauser bolt job.

 

Although I have long ago given up on the process of trying to sporterize a Mosin Nagant, here are a few of mine---

 

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0603/fritz/0954cd66.jpg

 

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0603/fritz/1676762a.jpg

 

fritz

Did Century buy FAC and rename it FAC Supply?

 

I got a list of items for sale from them by my salesman.

 

fritz

You should receive a notice about a month in advance of the expiration date.

All you need do is fill out the form and send them the money.

But do answer all the questions (unless it is stated as optional), as a fellow who runs another gun board found out.

 

I have had mine now for 3 terms, and a class 01 for 2 terms before that.

You answer all their questions, you are fine.

 

fritz

TV versus the movies----Well, people pay a lot of money to go to the movies (and help subsidize the lunacy coming out of Hollywood), whereas TV is quite a bit cheaper.

 

I'm cheap, so I don't pay those overpriced admission fees at the movies (and help subsidize the lunacy coming out of Hollywood), I watch my TV.

 

Hell, did you realize that you can now get over 200 channels on those things?

 

fritz

GREAT TRUTHS THAT LITTLE CHILDREN HAVE LEARNED:

> 1) No matter how hard you try, you can't baptize cats.

> 2) When your Mom is mad at your Dad, don't let her brush your hair.

> 3) If your sister hits you, don't hit her back. They always catch the

> second person.

> 4) Never ask your 3-year old brother to hold a tomato.

> 5) You can't trust dogs to watch your food.

> 6) Don't sneeze when someone is cutting your hair.

> 7) Never hold a Dust-Buster and a cat at the same time.

> 8) You can't hide a piece of broccoli in a glass of milk.

> 9) Don't wear polka-dot underwear under white shorts.

>

> 10) The best place to be when you're sad is Grandpa's lap.

 

 

submitted by Grandpa fritz

Glad that I missed that fiasco.

 

I just happen to believe that there are more important, (hell anything's more important than that) things going on for me to read, view, or pay for.

 

Hollywood is, well, Hollywood.

 

And they continue to reap (or is rape the better word) tremendous profits from such "works of art".

 

fritz

 

 

Subject: Red marbles]

 

 

> >

>>Babs Miller was bagging some early potatoes for me. I noticed a small boy,

>>delicate of bone and feature, ragged but clean, hungrily apprising a

>>basket of freshly picked green peas.

>>

>>I paid for my potatoes but was also drawn to the display of fresh green

>>peas. I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. Pondering the

>>peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller and

>>the ragged boy next to me.

>>

>>"Hello Barry, how are you today?"

>>

>>"H'lo, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas . sure look

>>good."

>>

>>"They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?"

>>

>>"Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time."

>>

>>"Good. Anything I can help you with?"

>>

>>"No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas."

>>

>>"Would you like to take some home?"

>>

>>"No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with."

>>

>>"Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?"

>>

>>"All I got's my prize marble here."

>>

>>"Is that right? Let me see it."

>>

>>"Here 'tis. She's a dandy."

>>

>>"I can see that. Hmmmmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go

>>for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?"

>>

>>"Not zackley . but almost."

>>

>>"Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this

>>way let me look at that red marble."

>>

>>"Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller."

>>

>>Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me. With a

>>smile she said, "There are two other boys like him in our community, all

>>three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them

>>for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. When they come back with their

>>red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all

>>and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an

>>orange one, perhaps."

>>

>>I left the stand smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time

>>later I moved to Colorado but I never forgot the story of this man, the

>>boys, and their bartering.

>>

>>Several years went by, each more rapid that the previous one. Just

>>recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community

>>and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having

>>his viewing that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to

>>accompany them. Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the

>>relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could.

>>

>>Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and

>>the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts .. all very

>>professional looking.

>>

>>They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her

>>husband's casket. Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the

>>cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket.

>>

>>Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one, each young man

>>stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in

>>the casket. Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes.

>>

>>Our turn came to meet Mrs. Miller. I told her who I was and mentioned the

>>story she had told me about the marbles. With her eyes glistening, she

>>took my hand and led me to the casket.

>>

>>"Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about. They

>>just told me how they appreciated the things Jim "traded" them. Now, at

>>last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size ... they came

>>to pay their debt."

>>

>>"We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world," she confided,

>>"but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho."

>>

>>With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased

>>husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles.

>>

>>Moral: We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds.

>>

>>Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take

>>our breath.

>>

>>Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles ... . A fresh pot of coffee

>>you didn't make yourself .. An unexpected phone call from an old friend ..

>>Green stoplights on your way to work . The fastest line at the grocery

>>store . A good sing-along song on the radio . Your keys right where you

>>left them.

>>

>>They say it takes a minute to find a special person, An hour to appreciate

>>them, A day to love them, But an entire life to forget them.

>>

 

fritz

Jerry,

I too want to add my feelings of sympathy for you and your wife.

 

This is the place, and these are your friends, to share your thoughts with.

 

fritz

This smacks of the old saying, "Membership has it's advantages".

 

If I read it right, only the members of the elite Ft. Hood Rod & Gun Club have the "right" to teach gun safety?

 

God help us.

 

fritz

Well, I'm one of the "old farts" and I always tell my barber to leave the eyebrows alone!

They have always been long, and I still remember mrs fritz telling me (when we were dating) how nice my eyebrows were.

 

I guess there was not much else about me that made me "special", but Oh those eyebrows!

 

fritz

Jim,

I can't believe I beat you to the grandchild thing. And a girl too.

 

My first is almost a year old now, and my son swears she will own me someday. Heck, she already does. But I have not bought her a rifle yet, I will let her choose that if she wishes. I don't want to step ahead of what my son and his wife want for her.

 

They will do the right thing, as I know my son (I raised him on rifles, and he was a better marksman than me). Until then, it's their thing.

 

Until, of course, that she gets old enough to understand the values of what gun ownership means. For now, it's money in a time deposit for her.

 

Congratulations, fritz

"Now I'm tempeted to sport the only sportable MN I have just to prove they can be accurate."

 

Good luck, and in the meantime that you are doing this feat, we will have sported 10 Mausers.

 

I have no doubt it can be done.

 

My thought is, Why?

 

fritz

 

Tony,

What you are saying is true. mrs fritz (RN) agrees with me.

 

I guess all I can say is, "I feel your pain", but unlike Klinton I mean it.

 

Think of it like this--even in a civilian hospital you are going to have these types of co-workers. But in a civilian hospital, the head nurse don't get harassed by some Union. Only the administration of the hospital can harass the nurse.

 

And if they don't like you, they can fire you. But I don't believe they would fire someone who has the best interests of the hospital at heart. And you do.

 

Good luck,

 

fritz

Hell, I've been posting here for years (Ok, on our different servers) and I don't get any more spam than I did (actually less) before.

 

Get a good spam blocker, like the Spamkiller from McAfee. Get the whole ball of wax with the spyware removal (now part of their virus scan version) and you should have no problems.

 

I definitely get no more spam because I post here than I did before I posted here.

 

Get the Spam Killer software and see if it don't work. And set your control settings to "medium" or you will miss many emails that are actually not spam. Like Ebay winning bids, mine were getting blocked as spam.

 

fritz

"Fritz, if you want to keep a wary eye out for me, I'll be a few miles south of Ft. Stockton."

 

 

Well, it's a pretty big state, and Ft. Stockton is about 400 miles from me down here in the beauty spot of Texas. I am probably closer to the Cajuns than to the die-hard folks of west Texas, who (to listen to them) wouldn't live no place else.

 

fritz

 

"You should look into a cocking piece peep. It will give you the maximum sight radius and utilizes that huge know for something."

 

The problem with that (for accuracy) is that on many of these Mosin Nagants, as you are pulling that horrible trigger the quarter mile, that cocking piece moves (therefor your rear sight).

 

fritz