Since acquiring my Garand from the CMP last summer, it has a mystique about it every time I bring it to the range. It draws folks over, like me, they can't help it....It's a Garand....
Well, over the weekend, I brought her out for some range time, and met a Father and Son, new to the range, and not even there to shoot just to finalize the application, and check it all out.
Robert Tilley,,,maybe Tillay,...came over, part of the silver hair brigade, and as fellow gun owners and shooters, started honing in on my Garand.
He spoke quietly, often hard to hear with ear protection on, but touched the stock as it laid on the table in a way that was very personal to him. Hard to explain.
His son came over after speaking to the RSO. and mentioned his Dad was a Korean War Veteran, not much else was said as far as specifics as the Dad stared at it.
I immediately shook his hand, introduced myself, and asked if he would like to shoot it, at our targets downrange. With an amazing reverence, and gentle hands he agreed, but his eyes were brimming with the enthusiasm of a kid.
He loaded it, gave it the Garand "tap" to close the bolt, and took aim and fired 8 rds.

Tried to get a pic during firing,...Hence the blur
Nobody spotted, nobody checked the target, and nobody cared.....When it was over, he mentioned how much heavier it was than he remembered.
When we checked and changed our targets after he left, there were 6 rds. to the belly of the target about the size of a saucer, with two to the groin. (I was shooting head shots),...so I knew they were his....
Still combat accurate by any measure.
Really humbling to me to meet this man. Never heard what Division, or Battalion, or Unit, he was in, but it was Army. He smiled at the "Ping" and set it back down on the table. Hope to meet him again soon.
Little things like this make my life worth living and remembering....Very few rifles have this "effect". and I am convinced the Garand is one of those rifles....