Getting Old – Getting Weak
Recently I had my hands on a M-1 Garand, a weapon I qualified Expert in 1963 Army Basic trailing. Automatically opening the bolt the Army approved way; I didn’t have the hand strength. That shocked me. Back in the day I spun one around like it was a toothpick. Now I felt the weight.
I still exercise but obviously not enough.
In my youth I was great at spotting game. In my dotage, porta-pottys.
I’ve been under the weather for about a week. Nothing serious, just a winter chest cold.
Still Have Youthful Skills
As always, YMMV
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