My luck is bad...I don't even have an idiot with a High Point to pass to me!!!! My father was getting off a troop ship in San Francisco in late 1945. He was coming home from WWII in the Pacific. He had in his duffle bag several guns...an Officers Nambu, his 1911A1, two Japanese officers swords and some other assorted war trophy trinkets. He tripped on the gangplank and threw the whole mess overboard. It couldn't be recovered, so I missed again.
But it wont be that way for my son...I have put together a decent collection of guns and thankfully, he seems to be very into shooting and hunting. I guess some of us are just destined to receive and some to give.
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