Out at the range this am on a perfect spring day. Shooting my flintlock, I thought about Jack G while watching the smoke roll over the firing line. Hoping that up in heaven, Jack is -Operating a 1050 that never runs out of primers. -Smiling at the ladies who think he is more charming then Elvis. -His joints running smoother then the ball bearings on a Rolls Royce. -And he is positively, 100% pain free. Happy Memorial Day my friend.