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Dad’s Cans
Aaron Spuler is a firearms enthusiast and recreational shooter. Follow more or his work at The Weapon Blog
Note: I did not write this. I read it and felt the need to pass it along.
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Dad’s Cans
I’ve carried them from my childhood home to my college dorm room, to the duplex I rented after graduation, to my first home and my second and now my third. They don’t take up much space.
We parked by the side of a dirt road and scrounged up two cans from the ditch. Daddy shot first: His blast obliterated the Pepsi can, leaving the top and bottom barely connected by a metal strip that would fail, despite my years of efforts to keep it together. I went next. It was the first time I’d ever pulled a trigger, and I almost missed the Budweiser can: Three pellet holes pocked the bottom half. We left the woods—but not without the targets.
That was the only shot I would ever share with my father, our only time afield with a gun. He died a few months later, unexpectedly. He never got the chance to buy me a gun. Instead, I carry our cans from place to place—for 41 years now—like the-embers from a fire. —T. Edward Nickens
Photograph by Dan Saelinger
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Source: http://www.weapon-blog.com/2015/11/dads-cans/
