There were five varieties of the rifle based on the furnished sights or whether or not it was drilled and tapped for scope mounts. Great memories!Īccording to Roy Marcot’s Remington, American’s Oldest Gun Maker, Remington brought out the Sportmaster Model 341 in February 1936. Hoppes #9 and Singer Sewing Machine Oil were applied to each part with a brass brush, an old tooth brush, and an old flannel shirt patch, with loving care.
Out of the window at my back, I would watch the snow whirl in the barnyard under a dim yard light. I will never forget cleaning it on cold winter nights, sitting behind the old kerosene stove on a bench in the kitchen – the only warm place in the house. The rifle was faithfully cleaned once a week or whenever it got wet from rain or snow. Trigger, a solid mini- Mauser action, a walnut stock and a Mauser type safety. When you pick up a Model 341, it is a classy piece of work, with the steel, strength, a streamlined fit, a crisp positive The Model 341-P sold for around $15oo when introduced, which was a month’s wages for a rural farm worker, if he could find work.
Me to only shoot rabbits when we hunted with his 22 shortĬartridge! Don, gall dang it! Doc Genesse exclaimed.īuy this kid a shotgun for Christmas so next year heĬan miss like the rest of us. Shotguns, I would knock the pheas- ant out of the sky After they would miss with their expensive I shot up an average of 500 rounds a month.īy age eleven I was so good with the little rifle that I would tag along with dad and his WWII buddies, pheasant He put his foot down at eating ground squirrels, blackbirds, and starlings on the deal. Whoa! WeĪte a lot of pigeons, rabbits, squirrels, an occasional quail and often pheasants that I had popped with the Sportmaster. Further, he made a deal he said he always regretted: In exchange for cleaning all the game that I shot, he shot, and his fiends shot, he would buy all of the ammo I wanted to shoot as long as I shot at least two edible critters per box of 50 shells.
That was my first rabbit, and my first chance toīut only as a single shot. 22 and some shells, and he would let me shoot it. I spotted a cottontail sitting between the blades of a disk. I remember on a very cold and snowy day in 1950, my uncle Cato, my dad and I were working cattle in our small farm feedlot. By age seven, I had moved up to the powerful Daisy pump BB gun and was regularly bringing home pigeons and an occasional quail for the pot. When I was five, I got a Daisy BB gun, single shot, for my birthday and wore it out in a year and a half. Mom said I was born with a gun in my hand, and the first thing I remember doing was hunting a honey bee and catching it.
Dad moved us to a farm west of Vinton when I was seven, with mom yelling all the way. Dad and I never agreed on much from the time I was a little kid. 22 rifle were all the guns a man ever needed. He occasionally declared that a 12 gauge shotgun and a. I don’t think it was new, because it had the original peep sight replaced with an open site.ĭad came back from WWII as a Truman Democrat. Army in September 1941 (just three months before Pearl Harbor),Ī Remington Model 341-P Sportmaster. He spent a lot of time doing his civic duties, including being a Scout Master for Boy Scouts, helping to organize a church, and eventually running for county attorney and winning as a Republican. But business was not great for a new lawyer in 1937. He set up his law practice in Vinton, Iowa, the county seat, and proceeded to try to make a living as The Great Depression wound down. My dad, Don Boddicker, graduated from the University of Iowa Law School in 1937.
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