Summer of '84 I was having fun in a pistol league in a N Colo indoor range.
The 4 person team I shot on got 2nd place.I had the privilidge of losing to some gentlemen considerably older than .One of them,his last name was Fitzpatrick.He was in his 70's and spoke of shooting at Camp Perry.approached me,and was interested in my old 1950's Hi-standard GD or GB,I don't remember.He complimented on the sight I had made.White hair,shaking hands,bifocals.
I remember his score for one ordinary night.Slow,timed,rapid,one handed at 25 yds.
He shot a 297,I forget the X count.
I was proud to lose to him.And,I knew I had met a true gentleman.
The 4 person team I shot on got 2nd place.I had the privilidge of losing to some gentlemen considerably older than .One of them,his last name was Fitzpatrick.He was in his 70's and spoke of shooting at Camp Perry.approached me,and was interested in my old 1950's Hi-standard GD or GB,I don't remember.He complimented on the sight I had made.White hair,shaking hands,bifocals.
I remember his score for one ordinary night.Slow,timed,rapid,one handed at 25 yds.
He shot a 297,I forget the X count.
I was proud to lose to him.And,I knew I had met a true gentleman.