Today after church I went to my grandma's house for my birthday. I got some money from my uncle, grandparents, and great uncle. I got this double barrel shotgun that was my great grandfathers. What happened was, when my great grandfather would go hunting he would use it, but when my grandfather was old enough he started letting my grandpa use it. When my great grandfather died the gun was lost. 45 years later my grandfather found the gun and he gave it to me for my 16th birthday. We went out and fired it and also fired some other guns we have.
Now the sad. My great uncle is very very sick and he lives at my grandparents house. He has a room on the bottom floor. So today my grandpa called the dispatch and asked them to send an ambulance to take him to the hospital because my grandparents can't move him. He has lost a lot of weight and he won't eat anymore. :(
TL;DR - Had a cool birthday, great uncle is going to the hospital
