Father , Mother and son 

I had a busy and interesting day and I had a totally different story to tell you all , but sometimes family come first,
this is one of those days .

The old man is really struggling badly , atm , he is not ever much of a complainer especially when it comes to physical pain ,
his feet and the diabetic ulcers are killing him making it difficult for him to stand up let alone walk , yet he hasn’t taken any pain relief as that’s just the way he rolls .

So today you are in for a real treat , as I take you back in time to the year 1957 when my dad was 21 .
Apparently he was a bit of a lad back then , in the day .

And he was also a bit of a local legend, and a hard arse , that I could never ever live my life to meet his high expectations up until recently.

Ok so the story goes old Curls had a red VW Beetle bug , that he went away one weekend on a hunting trip with a fair few of his mates , there was five car loads of them .

They ventured up to a property in Northern  NSW to hunt wild pigs and kangaroos and what ever else , that they came by,

His weapon of choice was an old Lithgow 22 calibre peep site rifle with a ten shot magazine .
I questioned his choise of ammunition that he used to see if it was hollow point or solid , he said there were only solids available in long or subsonic shorts at that time .

So at some point in the trip all had been going along quite well everyone was enjoying the trip
and all the five cars were travelling along together , dad was alone in the bug , his passenger side window was wound down and his rifle was resting in the passenger seat beside him ready for action .

So driving along the road dad spots  a kangaroo coming up in the paddock on his left side so he slows the bug down to a complete stop,
He then noticed a wild pig right near it , and he thought great he would shoot at the pig .

It was then things got a bit out of hand when dad reached down for the rifle as he had failed to previously engage the safety ,
there was a loud bang and a bullet entered his left shoulder and exited out the back of it and then it hit the roof of the bug . The bullet didn’t pierce the bugs roof but it left a golf ball sized lump in the roof panel .

Dad thought , shit I have just shot myself , so he then headed straight for the closest hospital to be checked out ,

He tried to explain to the duty nurse and the doctor that he had shot himself much to their amusement, they then took a look and told him that they both could see a hole and that they could see straight through it to the other side. .
Dad said they mopped up the blood and put some bedadine  on the wound a bandaid on each end of the hole and they then sent him packing .

The next week in Wonthaggi dad went to see old Doc Sleeman as he was worried that they hadn’t given him a tetanus shot ,
Doc Sleeman  said if you had tetanus you would be dead already   so I’m not going to give you one either , Curly .

So there you go my old man has a bullet hole in his left shoulder blade .

The funny thing is I actually inherited his shotgun and that same 22 and I heavily modified the grip on the rifle and made it fit me like a glove .

A while ago I had to surrender my guns as I had failed an assessment and a mate had got them all and I do believe that I’m now eligible to reapply for my licence and maybe get my guns back except for the shotgun as my mate likes that and I don’t really so I’d probably like to try an under and over configuration next time .

Cheers xxx
Curlyg 

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