Things of value.

[boblee]

A few things we own that money can't buy.

Here are couple of mine. The catchers mitt I got mail order from Sears and Roebuck in 1959. I was a catcher in Little League and Pony League.
The infielders glove in 1961, also mail order. I played second base throughout high school and American Legion ball. Both are JC Higgins ball gloves.
They're at rest now on my entertainment center. Although I do play catch still with my son and grandkids from time to time.
I like to think that I'm pretty good with words, but I can't come up the right ones to describe their importance to me.

I invite readers to show and tell.


Bob Lee

[TxAg]

You've got a good grasp on life

[Kingfisher789]

Sweet!

[BTLowry]

Awesome

[dustoffer]

Wait'll I get back home---

[125Dad]

That's very cool.

[HoustonHunter]

I have this Winchester 94-22 that my dad gave me. It has been in my family for 40+ years. My older brothers used it when they lived on a farm and it became a safe queen until I was able to shoot. I remember my dad, now passed, shaking up squirt cans, throwing them in the air and popping them with this .22. Besides a BB gun, this was the gun I learned all my shooting on and still brag on my iron sight abilities thanks to this gun.

It's definitely my favorite in my collection. Money couldn't buy this gun for me and I can't wait to teach my son how to shoot it.

[mikemorvan]

I have a vinyl record collection that i plan to keep until i die. But probaby my most prized possession is this post driver. It was my grandfathers, who was a helluva man. I thought i'd lost it once a few years ago. I about lost my mind until i found it.

It is a beast. Probably weighs 30 pounds. He had the steel head added to it i think. Most guys shy away from it. Until they realize that while each strike takes more muscle, you use about 1/4 as many strikes as you would with a lighter driver. Then they love it. I'll have it until i'm gone. Thanks Papa.

[myway]

[QUOTE=boblee;12558876]A few things we own that money can't buy.

Here are couple of mine. The catchers mitt I got mail order from Sears and Roebuck in 1959. I was a catcher in Little League and Pony League.
The infielders glove in 1961, also mail order. I played second base throughout high school and American Legion ball. Both are JC Higgins ball gloves.
They're at rest now on my entertainment center. Although I do play catch still with my son and grandkids from time to time.
I like to think that I'm pretty good with words, but I can't come up the right ones to describe their importance to me.

I invite readers to show and tell.

I would rather you post a few pics of what money can buy and tell a good story!
Just jokes the gloves are awesome and there are certain things you cannot replace.
But pics and stories are cool too.

[txpitdog]

Original 1873 Springfield 45-70 that at one time was the difference between my dad' grandfather's family going hungry or not. Some of my grandfather's arrows he bowhunted with. Time with the kiddos, their first bows and fishing poles and pocket knives and all that good stuff. Got my fair share of nice toys, but the humble stuff is what means most.


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[Lonestar_HOYT]

Boblee I would enjoy drinking a beer with you.

[boblee]

And my original flyrod and reel given to me by my older cousin when I was 12 years old. The rod; a Heddon, the reel; a Pflueger Medalist. A long time retired now, because I have two others. But still quite serviceable.


Bob Lee

[TX03RUBI]

Sadly my most prized possession was stolen when I was 19. A 1950s Marlin Golden 39M Mountie lever action 22. I learned to shoot on it when I was 4 years old. The second rifle my dad bought, and the one that meant the most to him. He had given it to me when I was a teen, and I had well over a hundred bricks through that thing.

Carried it in my jeep one day to do a job in the country. Got home late that night, and decided to leave my tools and rifle in my back seat covered up. Came out the next morning, and my jeep had been robbed. I got home that night around 1am, and woke up around 5am to hit the gym before work. They didn't have much of a window, but I sincerely hope whoever stole it happened to shoot themselves with it.