Daddy's Bow

In case I actually have followers, you would have noticed that I did not post anything yesterday. It simply was a case that I didn't have anything to write about.

After my Dad passed away, I always wanted something of his, something that he used.  Mom offered me a pocket watch, but it wasn't something that he used very much. I had no need for his guns, but I think my brothers got some of those, I am not sure.

Recently, my interest peeked in bows. Somehow Mike got an interest in it, and then I thought it might be something worth trying. So we have been looking around. Not really jumping right in and thinking I got to have one, but just weighing the thought of a bow. I wouldn't go hunting with it, since I would have no use of the meat if I did, but mainly just to target shoot.

Imagine my surprise when my brother brought out my Dad's bow over the holidays. I forgot that he had a bow. I asked my Mom about it and she said that no one wants it basically because they all have their own. I said that I would buy it from her if she wanted to get rid of it. It just tickled my fancy when I brought it home. It has been sitting for awhile since my Dad got sick, so I took it in to a local sports shop and had them fix it up. They put a new string and sites on it. I was a bit disappointed when the guy told me that the draw was to long, but I said that I didn't care that it was my Dad's and that was all that was important.


If I won't be able to shoot it, I would like to display it somehow. I was hoping it would fit in Mike's gun cabinet somehow, but he says it wouldn't. Someday.