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Looking for a poster
10 November 2008, 19:16
PalmerLooking for a poster
I am trying to find a copy of a poster that I remember seeing years ago. It is a painting of a red and black checkered shirt hunter walking around a ledge on a mountain and meeting a griz coming toward him on the same ledge.
It could have been a Sports Afield cover or an old Wincheste poster or ?
Anybody know what I am talking about?
ALLEN W. JOHNSON - DRSS
Into my heart on air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A. E. Housman
12 November 2008, 04:05
p dog shooterA remington arms advertisment for the model 81 auto had one like this.
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12 November 2008, 22:41
PalmerDempsey and p dog shooter - Thats it! I have been looking for months thanks a lot.
ALLEN W. JOHNSON - DRSS
Into my heart on air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A. E. Housman
13 November 2008, 01:46
JIm YackleyHi, i have a copy of them "right of way "poster in my office.give me a call at 501-268-9196 or e-mail at majoryack@yahoo.com. I do not know what Winfield Gallery wants for there poster buti can make you a better deal.
Yackman
13 November 2008, 06:48
SBTDempsey,
That, was customer service!!!!
"There are worse memorials to a life well-lived than a pair of elephant tusks." Robert Ruark
14 November 2008, 16:56
PalmerJim,
Sorry I pulled the trigger and ordered one before you replied.
They vary from 35 to 125 dollars (not framed) (plus shipping) depending upon the size and paper type.
ALLEN W. JOHNSON - DRSS
Into my heart on air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A. E. Housman