![]() Looking at those stitches, I can imagine my Grandpa sitting in the kitchen, in front of the wood burning stove-the only furnace for the house-of his little home in Oak Creek, Colorado. I can’t believe how solid and strong it is after all these years. He soaked the rawhide in water until it was soft, then stretched it around and stitched it together. It would have been too expensive to buy a new stock and, I guess in those days, it was common to repair them with rawhide. He also broke the stock just below the trigger guard. You can see the welding where he had the tube magazine repaired. It’s certainly worn and battered, but still in good working condition. It put food on the table almost every day. 22 WRF didn’t just sit in a case and see action a couple of times a year. My gun was originally owned by grandfather, who was a coal miner and logger most of his life. Scroll down for more stories, and tune in next Thursday to read about another reader’s gun. And, of course, we want to see a nice picture of it. To share your own, email us at We want to know the story of your favorite gun, and what makes it special to you. OL reader Dave Duran from Minneapolis, Minnesota, sent us this account of his favorite gun.
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