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thanks for apology; you ain't gonna change and neither am i; when i didn't hear back after giving you the rifle, i thought it a nice parting gift; then you left message, i called back and you hung up when i was trying to explain something: i love all you guys and think i've demonstrated myself to have become something none of you sees, and at age 60, i accept that. if i see ya on the street great, but for now i'd like you to consider john john as having gone off in the world to tilt at windmills