Sunday, April 21, 2019

Good Friday – Passover 4-19-19

4/19/19 was Good Friday and, as it does happen at times, the start of Passover. See my 4/13/19 article.

Well, 4/19/19 was quite the rainy and windy day, so, using wisdom, I did not go to the homeplace, to fire live rounds target shooting.

Instead, yesterday, 4/20/19, the “longsuffering” Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I drove to the home of my youngest brother and family (wife and two daughters), in Rogersville. The four female folk did female folk things.

Doug and I, in his new-to-him Nissan Frontier, went to the homeplace. It was a cloudy, windy, and off and on rainy day, but not as bad as Friday was. We up righted Granny Wood’s grapevine support that had fallen a few months ago. The grapevine is still living. Doug planted flowers in the off the front porch flowerbed, in memory of Granny Wood and Mom.

Afterward, as a light rain began to fall, we both did a little target shooting! (That morning, I had predicted that rain would fall as we started to shoot.) I shot my new, replacement Ruger LCP for the first time. We only fired a few rounds, but we shot well. I shot better than I thought that I would, after my over three-year “sabbatical” from target shooting!

Unfortunately, I forget to take any photos. The photos are in my mind. Imagine your own photos in your mind. It was a fine day. So, I have checked off another goal. I have replaced my Ruger LCP and target shot again! Next goal is to be able to run as I once did, before having the surgically installed metal in left shoulder, right knee, and right foot. Lord willing, by my shear determination, I WILL do this too!

Saturday, April 13, 2019


On 4/13/1880, my paternal grandfather, Marion Ferrell (whose first name I have with honor, knowing the Irish meaning) was born.

On 4/13/2019, I, his grandson (first son of his youngest son, my father, Earl Ferrell), purchased, with the “long suffering” Mrs. Appalachian Irishman with him, a Ruger 380 pocket pistol. The pistol was a replacement for the one I had bought on 7/28/12.

On 3/29/16, that first pistol was taken by TN Highway Patrol, for safe keeping, at their Knoxville location, due to the 18-year-old chicklet that (driving her owned, uninsured car) failed to yield to my right of way and almost killed me on that same date.

TN Highway Patrol called me a few times, to remind me that my old Ruger LCP 380 was at their Knoxville location, for me to re-acquire at any time I wished to do so, up to one year. After one year, TN Highway Patrol stated that they would destroy my old Ruger. Some time in early March 2017, TN Highway Patrol called me and stated that they would be glad to hold my old Ruger, even over a year, if I wished to call them, before 3/29/17, to make the proper arrangements. I thanked the very kind and understanding officer for her time. I never called to extend the pick up time, due to all the “fun” in life at the time, so I assume that TN Highway Patrol destroyed my old Ruger.

3/25/16, Good Friday, was the last time that I “pulled a trigger,” at the home place, with Steve (good, lifelong friend) and Monnie (fine home place neighbor).

4/19/19 is Good Friday. What do you think that I plan to do, for the first time, since 3/25/16?

Enjoy the photo of my purchase today!