Thanks for That,
How did You know I
have an Uncle Ebenezer?
“...How did You know I have an Uncle Ebenezer?” [Big Red Badger, post 12]
I could simply say it’s a talent of mine, but that would be fibbing. It’s merely dumb luck & coincidence.
I was forgetting Fred - my own father. While serving in Italy in 1945, he happened on an entire case of Kar98k rifles. New, never issued. Couldn’t come up with any way to get the whole lot sent home safe & secure, so he took one out of the case and held onto it: carried it around with him for weeks. Eventually managed to get it home OK. After a couple seasons he gave it to my mother’s first cousin Donny. Who sporterized it.
Can’t begin to imagine what Dad would have done, if his trophy had been an MP40, or an MG42.