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Sorry to hear he is gone. Some of his correspondence is part of my permanent Lindner research file. I never could get John to send me pictures of his Lindner single barrel with safety.

Was he ill or was thus sudden. Best wishes to his family.
T

I feel a great loss, not only myself but also to this board. What a gentleman! Another reminder this life is but a fleeting breeze.....God speed!

Bloody shame. A civilized man. Good, generous.

Dang. What a shame. I haven't talk to Mr. Mann in a long time, we used to exchange emails quite often and I even bought a few guns from him....I once posted a question on here concerning a single barrel trap gun for my little cousin who wanted to start shooting.....out of nowhere he offered to give her one of his coveted single barrel trap Lindners. This was a special gun, built for a teenage shooter. And when I mean give....I mean all I had to pay was the shipping...John just wanted to make the little girl happy. I even offered to buy the gun from him, but he declined, he didn't want the money, he wanted to bring happiness. I did not take him up on his offer but repeatedly told him what a gracious and giving man he was. I meant every word of it too. Rest in Peace John...God, you got a good one up there, but you probably knew that already.

Dustin

Always the gentleman..... During that April 1st prank of John's I posted this. I think it fitting that I post it again, this time for him.

The Fisherman
W.B. Yeats
1919
From The Wild Swans at Coole.

ALTHOUGH I can see him still,
The freckled man who goes
To a grey place on a hill
In grey Connemara clothes
At dawn to cast his flies,
It�s long since I began
To call up to the eyes
This wise and simple man.
All day I�d looked in the face
What I had hoped �twould be
To write for my own race
And the reality;
The living men that I hate,
The dead man that I loved,
The craven man in his seat,
The insolent unreproved,
And no knave brought to book
Who has won a drunken cheer,
The witty man and his joke
Aimed at the commonest ear,
The clever man who cries
The catch-cries of the clown,
The beating down of the wise
And great Art beaten down.

Maybe a twelvemonth since
Suddenly I began,
In scorn of this audience,
Imagining a man
And his sun-freckled face,
And grey Connemara cloth,
Climbing up to a place
Where stone is dark under froth,
And the down turn of his wrist
When the flies drop in the stream:
A man who does not exist,
A man who is but a dream;
And cried, �Before I am old
I shall have written him one
Poem maybe as cold
And passionate as the dawn.�

Pete

Very sad news. John's research on Lindners, published in DGJ, helped me significantly when I finally got around to buying one. And he was also more than willing to answer my questions. RIP, John.

I will miss him, we shared a few Emails ,,bless him
I;m curious to know if anyone has a pic of John they could post,
I was in Kittery trading post a few years ago and saw a guy who looked like I though John might look like, but I didn't ask his name
Thin, not to tall, longish hair??? I'd love to see a pic
He was a nice bloke
franc

Sad news. John was a good man. I will miss him.

Rest in peace John.

tunes