It was a few weeks before my wife and I were slated to depart on the biggest road trip of our lives when I received a phone call from my Uncle Skip. We were planning to visit him on the East Coast leg of our trip and spend a couple of days in one another's company. I can remember the phone call vividly as it wasn’t just a normal “hey let’s get together” kind of call. Rather, my uncle had something special up his sleeve that took me by surprise and began a countdown that would lead up to an incredibly special moment in my life.
Uncle Skip spent his career as an aircraft mechanic for the US Navy, so he’s quite the history buff when it comes to our country’s past with war involvement and the equipment that was used to defend the freedoms we have in America. His collection of war memorabilia is absolutely impressive to say the very least. Even if the implements of battle are not your thing, there’s something really special about seeing the passion and knowledge one possesses about a certain subject. Nestled in his collection is a very special rifle, an M1 Garand that would belong to my grandfather had he lived to collect it himself. During our visit, my uncle asked me to fire the rifle with him for the first time in over 29 years.