"Family is a life jacket in the stormy sea of life."

~J.K. Rowling

This year's catalog is dedicated to our parents, Robert and Phyllis Bryan. The love and strength of a family is life's greatest blessing. H. Jackson Brown Jr., stated, "Nothing important is ever achieved without someone taking a chance." That statement would define our parent's life.

Robert Bryan was born in Los Angeles, California July 1st, 1938-and his early life was not an easy one. When his mom died giving birth to a little girl, Robert's dad became an alcoholic and beat him nearly every day. He even made little Robert stand watch and shine a flashlight while his dad robbed stores. At age nine, Robert's dad abandoned his little boy at a train station. Robert waited two days alone for a train. Luckily, a kind janitor took him home at night and fed him, gave him a place to sleep, and then brought him back to the train station where he eventually caught a train headed east. Not knowing where he was going, the train stopped in Miles City, Montana. Robert stepped off the train into a new future when he was adopted by Bud and Faye Bryan who lived in nearby Broadus. From that day forward the direction of his earlier life changed forever-and he never looked back.

He graduated high school in 1958 and left for the U.S. Navy where he learned how to fly and would become a bombardier in the VAH4 Bull Shooters squadron and flew as a crewmember in the A3D Sky Warrior during the Vietnam War (when America was supposedly not there). His crew flew on and off the U.S.S. Bon Homme Richard.

Towards the end of his career in the Navy he started to pursue our mom, Phyllis, whom he had known from high school. Phyllis Bryan was born August 6th, 1941, in Miles City, Montana. She was raised 20 miles outside of Broadus. Mom grew up in a ranching and farming family.

She graduated from Broadus high school in 1959 and left home to study business for one year at the Miles City Community College. She then began teaching at a country school near where she had attended school herself when she was younger. She then transferred to teaching in Biddle, Montana.

While teaching school in Biddle, Robert, who was home on leave, started to see and visit with her. Of course, the letters and courting continued, and on June 3rd, 1963, they were married and enjoyed a short honeymoon to Yellowstone National Park. They made their way back to Broadus where they would start their first home and open a gas station.

A year later, they decided to sell their gas station and move to Ridge, Montana to raise sheep on a homestead without electricity or running water, where their true love would be tested. Kirk was due to be born in December- and with his birth-the challenge of cloth diapers, a newborn baby and no running water or electricity. As the birth approached, dad would have to drive mom out and down to her folks' place in order to be close to the hospital if she was to go into labor. One must understand that Ridge is a long way from anywhere-and anywhere was all on dirt roads. Regardless, Kirk made his way into the world. Through their strength and love they endured three years of the homestead before realizing enough was enough-the time had come to make a move elsewhere.

In 1966, with savings in the bank, an opportunity came to make a move approximately 20 miles outside of Broadus on Phyllis' parents' ranch. Robert an Phyllis worked extremely hard to make a go of it. They built a full basement with a temporary roof about a half-mile up the road on the ranch, and in 1967, purchased the ranch from our grandparents. In 19681 was born and Kirk was blessed with a baby sister. We lived as a family in the basement and had great memories growing up.

In 1973 our folks were able to purchase a brand new modular home that was placed on top of the basement to complete the home. This was so exciting for Kirk and I since we no longer had to share a bedroom. We could never keep quiet as were always giggling and whispering like little kids do, knowing full well what was going to happen if either of our parents came into our room-a whooping!
The four of us worked on the ranch raising registered Simmental cattle, farming and tending to all the usual ranching chores. As we continued to ranch, our dad started doing odds and ends in a machine shop that he slowly built up in an old barn/garage we had on the place. As a kid, Kirk started working alongside of dad learning to machine and rebuild motors. Our mom went to work as a physical therapist and drove school bus in Broadus. They did all this to make ends meet and make sure we had food on the table. During those days we never went on vacations. Growing up they taught us to hunt with muzzleloaders, the importance of family, and the pride of patriotism.

It was in 1979 that a love of riding motorcycles would get into our blood. Our folks and Kirk each had their own bike, and of course, I rode as a passenger with Kirk. As a high school boy, he couldn't wait until I was old enough to get my own bike so he didn't have to haul his sister around. Our passion for riding grew into summer vacations pitching a tent at the Sturgis Rally. Even though we had grown up riding dirt bikes, this was a new experience that got into our blood and only expanded over time.

In 1980 dad had a chance to partner in a concrete plant located in Broadus. Of course, Kirk and I learned to drive concrete trucks and haul concrete. At the same time, we also had a gravel business where we trucked 160 miles round trip making three trips a day hauling.

Kirk graduated from high school in 1982 and left for the U.S. Navy where he continued as a machinist for four years. After getting out of the service, he came back to Broadus, and in 1986, went into partnership with our parents in the machine shop known as Bryan's Machine Shop!

In 1986, I graduated from high school and left for the U.S. Coast Guard where I served for four years. Once out of the service, I found a job in Gillette, Wyoming where I worked as a case manager for a company contracted by the Department of Social Services. 
In 1990, dad stopped by Shiloh Rifle in Big Timber to show Wolfgang (who started Shiloh in 1976) the elk that he had taken with his 45/70-a gun he had waited two years for. During this visit, Wolf started sharing with dad about his intention to finish up orders and close the doors. This bothered dad given the reputation and history of Shiloh Rifle.

He returned to the ranch and threw it out on the table to mom and Kirk how about selling the ranch and the machine shop to purchase a rifle business? Remember, our folks were raised in the small town of Broadus- this was a huge move, especially for our mom whom had lived her whole life in the area.

Again never looking back, on April 1st, 1991, the sale was final and the three of them were the proud new owners of the Shiloh Sharps Rifle Company. They packed up and moved 25 years of stuff to Big Timber into a new home and the start of a new chapter.

In 1996 I moved to Big Timber and joined the partnership allowing our folks to slow down and the opportunity to retire. It was also in 1996 that we built Boulder River Foundry, and within a year, cast our first rifle parts. During that time, Randy Rembold became our partner in the foundry. The foundry allowed for everything to be done in-house for our rifles.

Dad and mom are retired now, but continue to come in and help us wherever they are needed. In fact, they still travel and motorcycle and get out to play with us whenever possible.

On June 3rd, 2023, they will be celebrating their 60th Anniversary. They have three grandkids: Levi Bryan, Dalton Bryan and Lisette Delbrey. Levi and Dalton are Kirk's sons. Dalton passed in 2017. Lisette Delbrey is my daughter. Also in our family is Shelby Bryan (Levi's wife), Osmany Delbrey Sr. (Lisette's husband) and Jim Terry (my boyfriend.) I also have my first grandson, Levi Lucky Delbrey, born in 2022-our parents' first great-grandson. Kirk is a first-time great uncle and our family continues to grow and prosper from the hard work and legacy passed down from our parents, Robert and Phyllis Bryan.

It has been extremely hard to find the right words to describe our friendship and business relationship. Suzi Bradley left us unexpectedly to COVID. Suzi Bradley was born in Kansas City, Missouri and graduated from Kent State University in 1975. In 1976 she joined the U.S. Air Force to earn the G.I. bill, with a goal in mind of earning her Master's degree. After four years of her military service, she chose to re-up and went onto Officer Training School where she became a 2nd Lieutenant and earned her Master's degree in logistics. During her twenty-year enlistment she spent most of her time as a deployment planning officer, working mainly with the B52 and F4 squadrons, where she met the love of her life, Paul Bradley, a B52 pilot. Through this busy time of Suzi's life, she found the time to raise two children, with her husband Paul Bradley.

Suzi's interest in engraving was set in motion by an article in the American Rifleman that talked about Rachel Wells, a well-known rifle engraver. Knowing that her time for retiring was nearing, that she had a love for guns and hunting, and the fact she had a Bachelor's degree in fine Art led her to pursue her interest in the art of engraving. Suzi also knew that she would have the full support of her husband Paul, who is an avid hunter, trapper, and gun lover. After much discussion with Paul, she made the initial plunge and began studying with Rachel Wells in 1993 while stationed on her last assignment in Arizona. 
Upon her retirement from the Air Force in 1996 she continued her engraving education studying under John Barraclough, Tim George, and Eric Gold in the master engraver classes located in Trinidad, Colorado. She and Paul moved to their home in Livingston, Montana and she started putting her skills to work. At that time, she worked to gain experience doing some minor engraving such as knives and 22 caliber rifles. 

In 1999, Suzi came to Shiloh with a practice piece of her art and it was then that our business relationship began-not knowing that she and her family would also become a huge part of our personal family. Suzi's artistic ability was above anything we had ever seen. If our customers could visualize it, she could hand draw it for them. It took her two years to design and engrave her own personal Shiloh with platinum and 24 carat gold and African animals. She had an eye for detail and she expected perfection especially if she was creating it. Suzi was chosen out of hundreds of applicants to study under Winston Churchill in the 2005 Grand Master's Program. She was always about furthering her education of engraving and learning as much as she could about the lost art. In her spare time (since she could not keep her fingers still) she began making jewelry-always looking for a new challenge. She soon started buying old watches off eBay, and transformed them into phenomenally beautiful jewelry and ornaments using bits and pieces of the watches. 

On a personal side, Suzi was introduced to motorcycling and a new passion took hold in her life. She purchased her first trike, and the next chapter of her life began. There are not enough fire extinguishers in the world to put out her fire and love for the freedom and open space of riding motorcycles. When she was not engraving you could find her on her motorcycle coming to pick us up in Big Timber for an evening ride. The miles that we have all ridden with her will always be a part of who we are today and in the future. 

Suzi was truly a one-of-a-kind artist. She was a very special asset to our company, but most importantly, a dear dear friend to our family. We know that you, the customers who were able to have a piece of her art engraved on your rifle, now understand how you hold a one-of-a-kind piece of art that was created by a master artist and dear Shiloh Sharp's Friend. We know you will display it with pride and get as much joy out of looking at it as we do - in the same way we look with awe at everything her hands touched. Whether you had the opportunity to ride motorcycles with her or are able to own something wrought by Suzi's hands, let the memories be etched in your lives like the drawings she brought to life with her engraving and jewelry making. Let her light shine through all of us who had the great gift of knowing her. 

You will always be near in our hearts, loved and missed every day - and the memories will never be forgotten.

Patriot is defined as a person who loves, supports and defends his or her country and its interests with devotion. Mark Twain said it right; “In the beginning of a change, the patriot is a scarce man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to be a patriot.” Being a patriot also means thinking the issues through, not just acting on one’s emotions or following the mob because it’s the cool thing to do. Currently we are tearing ourselves apart – and the last time I looked up the definition of protesting – the definition does not say breaking into businesses, stealing, looting, burning property, etc. This person is defined as a thug; a violent, lawless, vicious person who commits a crime for personal gain.

To be an American is an honor and privilege that should never be taken for granted! We live in a country where we are able to make our own decisions, live where we want to, and work in the jobs that we choose. To be an American and or become a United States citizen does not mean everything is free, or that we are a country giving handouts. America is where dreams are achieved through sacrifice, hard work and taking risks. Our military men/women and our fallen veterans have given the most sacrifice for this country, so that all citizens of this great nation can have the freedoms, their rights and are able to gain citizenship here. Removing historical statues and changing brand names that have stood for years does not erase history. These statues should be looked upon as where we have come as a nation, the wars fought and the people who have lost their lives so that you can protest and speak your mind. Right, wrong or indifferent, history lives – and tearing down monuments will not change history! George Santayana stated: “Those who forget the past are condemned to repeat it."

Jim and I had the opportunity to visit The National Museum of Military Vehicles located in Dubois, Wyoming one weekend. It was very educating and humbling at the same time. We both served in the military and come from a long line of veterans. This museum is privately owned by Mr. Dan Starks who displays his private collection in a 140,000 square foot building and shares the history of our military and the wars fought. Mr. Stark states that this museum is “To honor the service and sacrifice of our veterans and their families. To educate next generations on the history of American Freedom. To preserve and share historic military vehicles.” I highly recommend a trip to beautiful Dubois, Wyoming to visit this museum. www.nmmv.org. Abraham Lincoln stated; “America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.” We are truly blessed to live in such a beautiful country of freedom and the best country in the world. Thanks to our Shiloh family at right for your service!

“Education is simply the soul of a society as it passes from one generation to another." -G. K. Chesterton

I decided this year to try my hand at Creedmoor Long Range shooting with the help and encouragement of my already established Long Range shooter friends. God forbid we should practice ahead of time, but no, we signed up for the first-ever, BPTRA Creedmoor National Championship match in Byers, Colorado. I giggled, but with my friend’s encouragement I said I was "in" for attending, learning and shooting a new sport.

It started with casting bullets, dropping powder and getting the shooting equipment and rifle loaded and ready for the journey to Byers. I was going to be shooting a 45-100 Shiloh Sharps 25lb bull barrel, known as a Tollefson rifle.

The camper was loaded and our trip started – and we had hours of driving time together, which meant one thing – I was going to be educated on a Creedmoor Target match. I had written on the subject last year, but to be involved and shoot one was all new to me. Every relay consists of 63 minutes, three minutes of which are the "ready" period. You and your partner, must share that time. It was then I realized I only had 30 minutes to get my sighters off and shoot 10 shots for score, wipe in between shots and be listening to my spotter to tell me how I needed to move my sights.

Into the future

I have been a silhouette shooter, so believe me, I became a little stressed on this new program of shooting and wiping instead of using a blow tube. It’s imperative to utilize your time very well so that your partner can also have the same amount of time to shoot. Needless to say, I was feeling a little tension and stress over this time situation. My experienced tutor and spotter Jimbo told me to relax, there would be plenty of time.

Our road trip was going well, and I was feeling like I was learning so much. I was then informed that when our relay was over, we would have to head down to the pits! The pits you say? Exactly what are we to do down there? I had been in the pits in Arizona in March with my knowledgeable shooter friends, but this time I was to be with someone whom I had just met – a stranger. The importance of good pit service was stressed to help the next two shooters on our team. If you give good target service in the pits, we would receive good service when we were shooting. These targets are 6’ x6’ and have a 44” black center. This is a very important job as you are the person scoring and marking the target and thereby helping the guys shooting. Being quick on this job is a necessity. I was feeling like Chris Farley on information overload in my head, but I was ready to try this sport and shoot!

Friday morning of the shoot came and we woke to a slight wind, but as the day progressed, the wind gods decided I needed some excitement. They could not decide what direction they would blow – or how hard. The smell of black powder, the sound of your spotter saying you hit in the black was exciting though. For the next three days the conditions were extremely challenging and humbling at times. I learned very quickly that shooting paper and shooting steel targets are two different things. You truly see how your loads will perform and what is happening. When all was said and done, I did end up shooting well for a first-timer in this game. The Creedmoor is truly a team sport and my spotter worked as hard calling the wind as I did trying to hold hard, be one with my rifle and follow his instructions.

One of the most exciting parts of this match was the start of the new BPTRA organization by Robert Garibay (https://bptra.org/). He put on a fantastic National Championship without all the politics involved and I met some great new friends. The Byers shooting Range was challenging and very well maintained. I would highly recommend to anyone that has never shot this sport to try it. There is no need to be intimidated as everyone is willing to help you. This shooting sport, along with other BPCR silhouettes and long range shooting events, need to be supported by all of us. If we look around on the shooting line, we are getting older, and it so important for us to continue to educate and get more shooters involved. We need to put all politics aside and remember why we like shooting black powder and the shooting sports in general.

A big thanks to Jimbo for helping me get involved in shooting Creedmoor and to Robert Garibay and his wife Michelle for putting on a great First National Creedmoor Championship. I look forward to attending next year’s National Championship and other matches across the states.

Shiloh was proud to donate and get behind this new organization to help it grow and help keep the oldest shooting sport alive.

Marcus Garvey stated, “A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots.”

In recorded history, Billy Dixon was known for his incredible shot at Adobe Walls, located in the Texas panhandle. At approximately 1500 yards, Dixon, in June of 1874 with a Sharps rifle, made what was probably the most famous long-range shot ever recorded.

In the late 1800’s before baseball, football were national sports, target rifle matches were the most popular sporting events amongst society. On Sundays, men and women would dress in their best attire to attend these long-range target matches. In 1874, one of the most famous and oldest precision matches ever held was the first Creedmoor Long Range match between the team from Ireland and the newly-formed NRA team from America.

The sport of long-range shooting was catching on in Great Britain, Scotland, and Ireland. In England, at the Wimbledon Range, 800, 900, and 1000-yard matches, called the Elcho Shield, took place. In 1873 the Irish team won the match and they immediately challenged the Americans to a long-range match to be held in the USA the following year. The Americans accepted the challenge and began the search for a place to build a rifle range for the upcoming match.

On Long Island in New York, there was an old worn-out farm called Creed’s Farm named after the family who originally owned the place. The land was scraggly and foggy resembling the moors of England and Scotland. Due to the resemblance they began referring to the old farm as Creed’s Moor. The name stuck, and the newly constructed range, complete with a railroad line out to the range, became known as the Creedmoor Shooting Range.

In 1874, over 10,000 spectators, many of them Irish immigrants, attended the match at Creedmoor. Telegraph operators attending the match reported the results of each shot fired. The Americans won the trophy, taking it away from Ireland, but only because one of the Irish team fired a shot on the wrong target. As such the win was considered to be a bit of a hollow victory. A year later the Americans traveled to Ireland to compete in a re-match. It was said to have 30,000 spectators attending the matches rooting for the home team but the Americans won again. They were shooting at a target that was 12 feet wide with 4 foot wings and a 30” square. This match is what started Palma shooting, which consisted of 15 rounds per target, 800, 900 and 1000 yards. In the late 1880’s – 1890’s the Palma match along with the NRA went dormant. Around 1901 both the NRA and Palma shooting would come back.

I found an article in the Harpers weekly newspaper of July 24, 1875, reporting that Colonel Gildersleeve of the American team and Lee of the Irish team were tied 19 to 19. It was the 1000-yard match and if you made misses, you were made to retire in accordance with a rule that stated, “Any man who misses the target must withdraw.” Messrs, Bodine, Dakin, and Coleman of the American team made misses. The tie between Gildersleeve and Lee was then to be shot off. They agreed that the shoot-off would be three shots apiece. After the first round of shots, they were still tied. They began to shoot off on their 2nd round of three shots. Gildersleeve managed to score three bull’s eyes worth a score of 12 points; Lee scored only 10 points. The American team won the match outright with a score of 39 against Irish team’s score of 38. The Hundred Guinea Cup, presented by the London Dramatic News, was won at Dollymount on July 3rd, by Colonel Gildersleeve of the American team.

Over a century later, long-range matches, using the same type of rifles as in the late 1800s, are being held around the world. Some competitors are still using original rifles passed down over the decades. The heritage of Creedmoor Shooting along with the pungent odor of black powder smoke wafting through the air lives on today. We here at Shiloh are privileged to be a part of this great heritage and shooting sport. It is important that we as shooters educate new shooters and help this sport to continue to grow so as not to repeat history and the sport go dormant.

The American Flag is a symbol of pride and freedom for all Americans and represents the many lives lost throughout our history for us to be the nation we are today. Our American flag when looked upon should make us remember our beloved soldiers, men and women who have fought and lost their lives for us.

When our National Anthem, The Star-Spangled Banner is played, all Americans should stand at attention in respect for those who fought and are still actively serving our U.S. Military. U.S. Federal Statute (36 U.S. Code 301 National Anthem) says we should face the flag and stand at attention with the right hand over the heart, remove our hats and not talk during the playing of our Anthem. Nowhere does it state that it is okay to kneel and protest. There is a time and place if you feel the need to protest but NOT during our National Anthem, Pledge of Allegiance and raising and lowering of our American flag. You are doing nothing but being disrespectful to our Veterans who have served and are still serving. We the people need to remember the only reason you have that right to kneel is because of our Veterans who fight and those who have died to protect our flag.

We as elders and the next generation need to start setting the example and not be afraid to fight back. Our History MUST not be lost and erased from our school books. Shame on those who are supposed to be representing us in the White House. It makes me sick to see what is happening to this beautiful country. President Donald Trump stated, "It is time to remember that old wisdom our soldiers will never forget: that whether we are black or brown or white we all bleed the same red blood of patriots, we all enjoy the same glorious freedoms, and we all salute the same great American flag."

This year’s catalog is dedicated to our men and women in law enforcement and to those who sacrifice their life in the line of duty! From the police/sheriff’s officers, firefighters and our military, to the dispatchers who answer the call and maintain calmness through it all.

May this country never forget why we have our freedoms and who answers when we call 911: the men and women who come to your rescue at all hours of the day and night.

25 Years of commitment to our customers

25 years of dedication to the product

25 years of 100% American made product

Welcome to our silver edition of the 2016 Shiloh Rifle Catalog. This Company originally started in 1976 in Farmingdale New York on one man’s dream! To re-create the sharps rifle and to be the ONLY company in the world whose parts interchange with the original and that was accomplished. Shiloh Rifle then moved to Big Timber Montana in the mid-80’s where the work continued. On April 1st, 1991 the Bryan family purchased Shiloh Rifle and officially took it to the next level of manufacturing! In 1993 Shiloh rifle added 3000 square feet to its existing building which created our new showroom, sanding room and accessory department. Our goal was to increase productivity without losing craftsmanship and to eventually build our own Foundry, which was the last step in everything being manufactured in Big Timber. Boulder River Foundry with the help of our partner Randy Rembold, came alive in 1996 as our investment casting company. Boulder River Foundry, does all of the casting of parts for our rifle and then are delivered next door where the Shiloh crew continues to a final and completed rifle. In 2014 we unveiled our newest production sharps to the line, the 1877.

Those of you who know us as a family, know who we are personally and what we stand and believe in. This year’s cover represents who we are as a business and family. We have not forgotten our veterans because without them we would not have our freedoms to own a business, voice our opinions, speak or think as one wants without hesitation.

We want to give a big thank you to all of our customers who have believed in us and have supported us from the time this company started and to our longtime friends, that we have met on our 25 year journey thru shooting, gun shows and ordering rifles, we want to say thanks and we look forward to another 25 years with all of you.

Ronald Regan stated: "Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were FREE. "America is at a very crucial point for all Americans. Regard less of being Democratic, Independent or Republican, the fact remains that our beautiful country is under severe attack. To put your head in the sand and say it will never happen on U.S. soil, is being naive and uninformed. Remember 9-11? We have already been attacked on American soil and continue to be attacked. It is sad when someone is asked who Joe Biden is and they shrug their shoulders and say, I don't know, a singer?? Unfortunately, there are parents, teachers, etc. not teaching our children about how we became the United States and why we have our freedoms. Our Freedoms did not come from standing on the side line loving everyone and letting the government take care of us. This statement is not to be arrogant, but our society forgets that their freedoms and rights (which always seems to be infringed upon) came from our Constitution and Bill of Rights, which our military fought and died for. These freedoms came from death, blood and fighting. When one decides to desecrate our flag or put another flag above our flag, wanting to remove the National Anthem out of schools, etc., then that same family or person is welcome to just pack their bags and leave this beautiful country. Good luck finding another country that will allow you to express those same kind of sentiments about their country.

Below is a little history that is being lost and not taught to our children.

According to records, (U.S. history.org) three members of a secret committee from the Continental Congress, George Washington, Robert Morris and George Ross approached Betsy Ross approximately May 1776. She had embroidered ruffles on shirt bosoms and cuffs, hence the reason she had been approached to make the flag. Betsy Ross finished the flag in late May or June of 1776. In July, the Declaration of Independence was read aloud for the first time. Celebration began and the announcement of the birth of a new nation was shared.

It was said by an unknown Author "If you are ashamed to stand by your colors, you had better seek another flag."

Pledge of Allegiance

Our Pledge of Allegiance was written in 1892 by Francis Bellamy and was published in The Youth's Companion on September 8th, 1892.

"I pledge allegiance to my Flag and the Republic for which it stands, one nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all." This was the original version and in 1932 the words "the flag of the United States of America' were added. In 1954 President Eisenhower encouraged congress to add the words "Under God." This was due to the Communist threat at the time. The original Francis Bellamy salute in 1892 began with a military salute during the Pledge and just as the words "To The Flag" were spoken the arm was extended toward the flag. During World War II the salute looked so much like the Nazi salute, that it was changed to keep the right hand over the heart throughout the whole pledge. The removal of what is known as the Bellamy salute occurred on December 22, 1942.

The history behind our U.S. flag and Pledge of Allegiance is something people need to remember. She flies during all wars, bad weather or good weather. The flag is seen on all Military bases, atop of our buildings and yes, the moon! Neil Armstrong July 20th, 1969.

So when you close your eyes at night and tuck your children into bed, remember the people who have and who is currently serving our Armed Forces. The veterans whose lives have been lost and the families they have left behind fighting during war, yet also protect us during peacetime so that we all can be safe! Everyone needs to remember that our Veterans work for our President and government. They do not just wake up and decide to go to war. All Veterans deserve our utmost respect and a Thank you. They make bigger sacrifices than you will ever know and understand.

Samuel Johnson was correct when he said, "Great Works are performed not by strength but by perseverance." Kirk, Randy R., Norene, Chad, Dad and our crew did just that. Shiloh Rifle is very excited to bring out another piece of Sharps history to be added to the collection! The long awaited Shiloh 1877 Sharps! The Shiloh Model 1877 is every bit as beautiful and historically correct as our rifles are now. We have been working since 2011 building fixtures and making sure that everything is just right before we unveiled our newest addition to the Sharps family. I am excited to share some of the photos of the steps taken to build this rifle. In April 2013 the first 1877 was produced by Shiloh Rifle and Kirk shot it at the Texas State Silhouette match.

Upon our return, we began work on the pistol grip 1877 in Turkish walnut. Chad began to build a pattern and carve the stock and fit the new parts. Kirk started in on the barrel and custom features and Dad had to start making the screws. Suzi, our engraver has worked up new patterns for this model. As you turn to page 12 you will see the rifle and the custom features and calibers being offered ONLY on this rifle.