When one walks through the doors and enters a gun shop which he
has not visited for a couple of decades (living here and there and elsewhere and everywhere during the interim), one is not exactly sure what he will find there. This,
ladies and gentlemen, is what I found on such an occasion last week. Those who
know me here on this blog are aware that I am in love with firearms the way
some men are in love with automobiles or fishing gear, and that I not only
enjoy owning them and firing them, but I like to work on them and to modify them and to repair them. I went to this particular gun shop looking for parts for an antique
shotgun I recently purchased. You can only imagine what a feast for my eyes
this sight offered to me. Yes, this is one aisle I walked down with a great
deal of pleasure and no trepidation.
Notes to Self. Catching Up with Time
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Bing and subsequent editing.
The other day the expression “keep up with the times” came to my mind and I
wondered if this is possible. Time has becom...
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