Some things can never be bettered?

[Longwalker]

With a post like that @Newboomer you could be an honorary Canadian. That would fit right on our annual Boxing Day rabbit hunt.

Boxing Day rabbit hunt!!! I didn't know anyone outside my family honoured that tradition. What a wonderful way to introduce youngsters to hunting, get everyone out of the house despite -20 temperatures, and mitigate the effects of too much food, sweets, and indoors. I heartily approve.

 

[Longwalker]

So to comment on traditional equipment that I believe in - 7x57 Brno 22f rifle, Merino wool clothing, Puma (or Mora) knives, Norma ammunition, Tilley hats, Woods canvas products, Coleman stoves, Swarovski optics, and Silva compass. Spent much of my outdoor life with this kit.

 

[Newboomer]

Jeep in a crate. And, yes, when I was in the US military Kilroy was everywhere we were deployed.

 

[Brian Rothhammer]

Jeep in a crate. And, yes, when I was in the US military Kilroy was everywhere we were deployed.

http://wwiijeepparts.com/Archives/WW2JeepsInCrates.html

 

[Mort Hill]

Jeep in a crate. And, yes, when I was in the US military Kilroy was everywhere we were deployed.

I remember as a young man the surplus “Jeep in a crate” were advertised for sale in the back of Popular Mechanics Magazine. Man I wish I had possessed the means and foresight to order a bakers dozen! LOL

 

[Tubby’s Canteen]

Boxing Day rabbit hunt!!! I didn't know anyone outside my family honoured that tradition. What a wonderful way to introduce youngsters to hunting, get everyone out of the house despite -20 temperatures, and mitigate the effects of too much food, sweets, and indoors. I heartily

It's rarely that cold here at Christmas time, it's not uncommon to have positive temperatures. It's been a tradition in my family longer then I've been alive. It's my favourite part of the Christmas season.

 

[Buffalo1]

Co-op mud grip tires 700x15 and 750x16. Super soft and could sling gumbo mud a mile.

 

[Tokoloshe Safaris]

Any one remember “Kilroy was here”?
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He is engraved in stone in the National War Memorial in Washington, DC, - back in a small alcove where very few people have seen it. For the WWII generation, this will bring back memories. For you younger folks, it's a bit of trivia that is a part of our American history. Anyone born in 1913 to about 1950, is familiar with Kilroy. No one knew why he was so well known - but everybody seemed to get into it. So who was Kilroy?

In 1946 the American Transit Association, through its
radio program, "Speak to America ," sponsored a
nationwide contest to find the real Kilroy, offering
a prize of a real trolley car to the person who could prove
himself to be the genuine article. Almost 40 men stepped forward to make that claim, but only James Kilroy from Halifax , Massachusetts , had evidence of his identity.

'Kilroy' was a 46-year old shipyard worker during the war who worked as a checker at the Fore River Shipyard in Quincy. His job was to go around and check on the number of rivets completed. Riveters were on piecework and got paid by the rivet. He would count a block of rivets and put a check mark in semi-waxed lumber chalk, so the rivets wouldn't be counted twice. When Kilroy went off duty, the riveters would erase the mark.
Later on, an off-shift inspector would come through and count the rivets a second time, resulting in double pay for the riveters.

One day Kilroy's boss called him into his office The foreman was upset about all the wages being paid to riveters, and asked him to investigate. It was then he realized what had been going on. The tight spaces he had to crawl in to check the rivets didn't lend themselves to lugging around a paint can and
brush, so Kilroy decided to stick with the waxy chalk. He continued to put his check mark on each job he inspected, but
added 'KILROY WAS HERE' in king-sized letters next to the check, and eventually added the sketch of the chap with the long nose peering over the fence and that became part of the Kilroy message.

Once he did that, the riveters stopped trying to wipe away his marks. Ordinarily the rivets and chalk marks would have been covered up with paint. With the war on, however, ships were leaving the Quincy Yard so fast that there wasn't time to paint them. As a result, Kilroy's inspection "trademark" was seen by thousands of servicemen who boarded the troopships the yard produced.

His message apparently rang a bell with the servicemen,
because they picked it up and spread it all over Europe and the South Pacific.

Before war's end, "Kilroy" had been here, there, and everywhere on the long hauls to Berlin and Tokyo. To the troops outbound in those ships, however, he was a complete mystery; all they knew for sure was that someone named Kilroy had "been there first." As a joke, U.S. servicemen began placing the graffiti wherever they landed, claiming it was already there when they arrived.

Kilroy became the U.S. super-GI who had always "already been" wherever GIs went. It became a challenge to
place the logo in the most unlikely places imaginable (it is said to be atop Mt. Everest, the Statue of Liberty, the underside of the Arc de Triomphe, and even scrawled in the dust on the moon.

As the war went on, the legend grew. Underwater demolition teams routinely sneaked ashore on Japanese-held islands in the Pacific to map the terrain for coming invasions by U.S. troops (and thus, presumably, were = the first GIs there). On one occasion, however, they reported seeing enemy troops painting over the Kilroy logo!

In 1945, an outhouse was built for the exclusive use of Roosevelt, Stalin, and Churchill at the Potsdam conference. Its' first occupant was Stalin, who emerged and asked his aide (in Russian), "Who is Kilroy?"

To help prove his authenticity in 1946, James Kilroy brought along officials from the shipyard and some of the riveters. He won the trolley car, which he gave to his nine children as a Christmas gift and set it up as a playhouse in the Kilroy yard in Halifax, Massachusetts .

And The Tradition Continues...

EVEN Outside Osama Bin Laden's House!!! View attachment 359365​

Thank you for this info, I always wondered who, what, where & why?

 

[Kevin Peacocke]

Giving a youngster his first air rifle.
Sending out mails to the group preparing for a hunting trip.
Pickling quails eggs.
The smell of the kitchen with the Sunday roast in the oven.

 

[Ridgewalker]

“Sunday roast!”...mmmm! My mom put it on in the roaster with carrots, onions and potatoes and it was ready when we got home from church almost every Sunday! Man I miss that!

 

[Petey J]

Giving a youngster his first air rifle.


The smell of the kitchen with the Sunday roast in the oven.

Few things can compare to the face of a kid with a new rifle. That's part of why my wife and I donate a gun every year to our Pheasants Forever Banquet. Every kid who walks in the door gets entered into the drawing.

We used to go to my grandmother's almost every Sunday, often for a roast. Another staple favorite was meatloaf. Great memories.

 

[Arthur Morta]

Sunday lunch!
Best roast was my Grandmother's done in a Dover No. 9 wood stove. Damn now to think back of all those loaves of bread baked in that same Dover wood stove oven, in an Olivine 5ltr oil tin cut in half.
Fighting for those bread crusts, home churned butter laid thick on a door step of hot bread, topped with a healthy spread of Sun Pure Mixed Fruit Jam! Then all of that washed down with freshly mixed Jungle fruit Juice.
Never to be beaten.

 

[steve white]

My first BB gun, the look on my youngest brother's face when I got him his first deer rifle, THE STEALTH PURCHASE RIFLES MY WIFE NEVER NOTICED, and shake the cream to mix it unpasteurized milk straight from the dairy! Oh, and canvas pup tents

 

[Newboomer]

Home baked beans and brownbread on a frigid winter Saturday night.

 

[Hillbilly Marine]

P38 can opener
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I have carried a "John Wayne" , as we Marines called the P38, on my keys as long as I are had a letting.

 

[Ravensview]

A well loved wool jacket (mine is all green though), Coleman lantern, thermos of coffee, in bird season a good dog to enjoy the day with (there are days I could just watch my dogs work and enjoy themselves), the camaraderie around a campfire in the evening, the peacefulness of gazing into the fire and memories that are there. These lists could go on forever

 

[WAB]

A well loved wool jacket (mine is all green though), Coleman lantern, thermos of coffee, in bird season a good dog to enjoy the day with (there are days I could just watch my dogs work and enjoy themselves), the camaraderie around a campfire in the evening, the peacefulness of gazing into the fire and memories that are there. These lists could go on forever

Yep, mine is a Filson double mack cruiser.

 

[Hillbilly Marine]

1. A hot cup of coffee in a favorite mug
2. The smell of blackpowder smoke
3. The feel of ivory stocks on a single action revolver
4. Recoil that is heavy and slow
5. The laughter of small children
6. a happy wife

 

[Newboomer]

The chatter of little voices and the patter of little feet.

 

[Kevin Peacocke]

Hessian rope
Old cane fishing rods
Spending a Saturday pickling and preserving
Brass buckles and leather
Warm light