Last weekend, Jesse went to a three gun match, so we had to go to mass on Saturday night. He had to pause mowing the lawn as we finally got the tractor here and he got the wheels for the mower replaced, so we could chop down some major weeds/grass.
At the match he was introduced to a guy by one of his buddies and after the guy heard his name, he asked Jesse if he lived in Rineyville, to which he confirmed and inquired how he would know that. The guy told him that we live across the street from his grandpa. I had just met Fred and Randy earlier that week and he did mention that the grandkids come out and shoot at his place, but didn't mention that one of them was really good and competes. Jesse said that he had met him at another shoot about a year ago, but since they haven't seen each other they kind of forgotten.
Jesse said he didn't do that good, but had a good time. Maybe he just needs some practice time??
I just milled around here as though it were any other day of the week. I did have a great conversation with one of my sisters, missing visiting with them all.
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