I went out to my reloading room yesterday to reload some more 12 ga target loads. When I opened the door to walk in one of my granddad's old girl friends had fallen off the wall.
She had been on the wall in the reloading room for almost 50 years.
This is what the backside of my granddad's girl friend looks like.
This is my reloading room now. It was my granddad's. I can remember my dad and my uncles reloading rifles shells in this little building back in the late 1950s and early 1960s. My cousins and I would peek through the window on the left hand side when no adults were around to look at the old women that my granddad hand tacked on the walls. My granddad had a man cave when nobody knew what a man cave was.Yesterday and today I ended up reloading 7 flats of target loads. Six flats of 7/8 oz of 8s in Federal Gold Medal hulls and one flat of 1 oz loads in Rem Nitro Gold hulls.
The above picture are some of the Rem Gold Nitro 1 oz loads and the Down Range Neon Wads.
In the above picture you can see two of the shells I reloaded today. I don't know why the shells were not in focus.The old lady in the background is the reason why my cousins and I were peeking through the window back in the 1950s.I would guess the lady in that picture would be around 77 to 82 years old right now.I think my grandad might of spilled beer on that old picture.