In light of what’s proven to be an otherwise dismal week for us all, I’d like to call attention to something special our family is celebrating today. Twenty three years ago this week, on September 10, 2002, the video game “Battlefield 1942” was released by EA Games.

“Umm, okay, Cat, but, SO?”

This Diary entry is being written and backdated to this official release date of “Battlefield 1942” to memorialize the planting of one of the most important seeds to take root in our family’s tree … the “officially unofficial but also very official” establishment of “Embach Armory” (23 years from today).

(“Where It All Began“)

And there you have it, folks! It was right around the time I’m publishing this twenty three years ago this night that his Dad had finished upgrading his computer that wasn’t equipped to handle “the Battlefield”! Once he started playin, it was all downhill from there. Or rather, should I say, “it was all UPHILL from there”, because as God and I both witnessed but perhaps not everyone else did, my son fought tooth and nail against odds that no one but he and I will ever truly understand to find himself at gates he was quite literally born to crash through and DOMINATE!

So, yah, “this day” is beyond important to me, for it’s the day my first born gave birth to his first born. You see, it was “on this night 23 years ago” that the seed otherwise known as his lifelong obsession with WW2 weaponry was planted, took root, then EXPLODED into what is the “Embach Armory“! As I matter of fact, SO important is this day, that I believe we should somehow rework his logo to include, “Established 9.15.02”. I’ll have to check with the boss on that, of course! Nevertheless, I remain one hell of a proud gunsmithing grandma!

I love you, son! YOU’RE DOING GOOD, and I cannot wait to see what the future holds for both you and my amory grandbaby!

… because NOTHING in this world matters to me as much as seeing my kids’ dreams come to life! If only anyone really knew how much time, sweat, tears, heart, and soul he’s literally bled into this baby of his for the last two years, you’d understand how powerful this video is. He’s up on the Kalash Bash 2025 stage with his mentors, including Klay Owens! PRICELESS!

My white collar, “bougie Fonzie” … the self-taught engine-building machinist gunsmith ARMORIST who’s had literally every force that was supposed to be pushing him forward clipping his wings and trying to keep him on the ground is finally flying from the inside. You best believe I’m here for ALL of it!

By the way, if you’re dumb enough to think I didn’t have to step away from his table at least a dozen times over the weekend “panic chair” style so that not just he, but his fellow “brothers in arms” and customers wouldn’t catch me crying, well then you don’t know a single thing about me. My firstborn has given birth to something truly phenomenal here, and at looks as though “the KINGS” of this extremely niche, if not guarded subculture are letting him through the gates! Actually? I take that back. With all due respect to the kings who’ve come before him that are currently leading this game, I don’t think they really have a choice but to let him through the gates. HE’S BLOWING THEM WIDE OPEN! Christian, momma is SO damn proud of you! And to anyone reading this right now, who do you know that needs an “autistically perfect” precision work of art firearm? Click on the picture below and send them his way, please!

[NOTE]:

This Diary entry is being written and backdated to this official release date of “Battlefield 1942” to memorialize the planting of one of the most important seeds to take root in our family’s tree … the “officially unofficial but also very official” establishment of “Embach Armory” (23 years from today). Wowser! Now, that was one hell of a long sentence, was it not? I don’t know about you, but I clocked it at 49 words!