I really enjoyed that day and recall it fondly, but the next day I found out my good friend/brother in law had passed that same day. You guys had all left by then. I got the new at the top of a hill, sitting in the Jeep with Frank H. That was also the last time I spoke to or saw him. Lots of mixed emotions all around that weekend.
Cyrus is the name you're thinking of. Spelled like that, but pronounced "Sirus".
Yep that was my rifle in the photo, but not the rifle I mentioned above. That 45 was an Olympic Arms upper on a CNC/Thompson Machine Grease Gun mag lower.
I sold it a few years ago in the height of Obama gun price mania. I had a lot of money invested in that gun, but I only shot it once or twice a year and that bugged me. I sold it with the intention of buying a nice over/under sporting clays gun, which would also only get used one or twice a year.

And like almost every expensive gun I've sold the last few years to fund some other gun, instead the money went to the property tax. The real kick in the pants was literally day after I sold it, they passed the Safe Act, meaning I could never replace it.
Funny the Steyr Scout in the background. A rifle I meant to buy since shooting Uncowboy's at the 2000 Nor Easter. Sold another "spensive" rifle (another Safe act casualty) this summer and bought a scout, figured I'd shoot up my stockpile of 308 ammo. As it turn out, it doesn't like it. lol