The Shootin Amat-Chair

Jeff’s a real good friend in a Mid-West state who decided to go hunting instead of having a mid-life crises, to fight for a replacement chair instead of buying a fancy sports car. The only little difficulty is that Jeff can’t hold much more than a pencil, much less bring it up to aim and fire.


But Jeff can drive his chair like Fred Astair could dance. His wife Alice is real supportive. It helps that she’s a nurse. It helps more that she’s in love with Jeff, been so for years. And I could not see why my living half-way across the country should be a bother. So Jeff and I started the research for adaptive equipment which fit his needs. Thank goodness for the Web!

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