In my high school days I wasn't much interested in girls l had no time. I had guns, fishing and trapping on my mind. There was a young lass trying to get my attention, to no avail. My dad suggested that a dab of Hoppes behind each ear might change my mind.

Here’s some more old stuff! Arkansas sharpening stone kit. I’m sure the oil is around somewhere
And a hunting dog park whistle. I couldn’t figure that one out and showed it to Chuckie I said this has to be something for a dog, because of Hartz being on it. He said “that’s Teddys old whistle!!!”

Apparently Teddy was a basset beagle mix who could hunt like no other. I wish he had a picture of Teddy so I could see and share.

Neat old memories.

It’s ashame you didn’t get something today, you must be digging deep in the archives for all the stuff you’re finding.

No sir nothing today. Weird how the longing for success makes you more nostalgic

A lot of truth in that.