Bigdog

Your son's star shines bright, he will accompany you into the shooting field wherever you go, he will be the wind that blows, the Autumn rain, the first snow falls of winter.

He will always be with you, go out and shoot as if he were with you, just because you don't see him in front of you doesn't mean he is not with you, talk to him just as you did when he was there, curse when you take a bad shot and maybe miss, he will laugh with you.

He will always be your son, and unlike the rest of us he will enjoy eternal youth.

Welcome back

Kindest regards

JT