Lowell...I believe you're describing my dad. I remember when he got older and it was hard to walk we put him on a stand with that old octagon barrel 25-35 winchester while the rest of the hunters walked toward him.
When he started shooting at all those running deer coming out in front of the drivers he used up more than his annual quota of one cartridge per season as was his norm. So, he sent me to town to buy him two new boxes of 25-35 ammo. When I told him what they cost I was sure I had lost my inheritance...he hadn't bought a box of ammo for that gun in at least 25 years.
After he passed away and mom asked me to come to the ranch and take possession of his guns...there were those two boxes of 25-35 ammo...one full and one with two rounds gone.
