We laid my uncle Ferris to rest on April 13, 2011. I have always looked up to him from a very early age. Whether we talked guns, running a lathe, playing pool or eternal things, he was always a pleasure. I am blessed to have known and loved him more like a "dad" than an uncle. He kept a quote posted in his shop, which I memorized as a kid: "Accuracy is the resut of a multitude of tremendous trifles." That's what drove him as an innovator to continually try to improve on the bullet. He really loved all of his benchrest shooting friends. My greatest honor was to accompany him to the super shoot at Kelbly's ranch in May each of the past three years, when my aunt June was no longer able to feel as safe driving that distance. Last year, as we sat in my vehicle listening to the the first shots at the start of the match, tears welled up in his eyes as he saluted the shooters and said, "See you boys. I'll not be back." He was right. The Lord was good to him for 91 years. The whole world was blessed by his life. For those who did not know him, no words are adequate to describe his life. For those who did, no words are necessary. Thank you, Uncle Ferris for your influence on my life. Indyspd
