I have a 1903 Springfield built in the 1920s that my grandfather passed down to me. His fathergave it to him when he was a teenager -gramps is 85 now. He bought a rough-cutwalnut sporter stock that he finished and checkered himself. He shot the rifle in competition, sometimes out to 1,000 yards, he says. When the war started, the rifle wentinto the closet and my gramps went off to the Pacific.He returned in one piece, but the rifle stayed in the closet for most of the next 60 some years, until he put it in my hands. That was a special day.I've shot that beauty often, hunted with it a few times, and I swear there is no sweeter feeling action in myhands.