OK, the guy who dropped his in the volcano gets a few extra points for originality.
The question really was important to some of us in the past. I even worried about it a long time ago. But I swore I wasn't going to have guns and no ammo. But then I've been known for my excesses. And we were getting together, my gun buddies and I, discussing ammo. And I mentioned we had a gun show coming up the following weekend and it'd been a while since we'd had a road trip. I also pointed out that I'd been counting ammo and was a little worried I needed more.
Of course that set all of them off because if I needed more ammo, they all surely did. So there was also an event at the club we all belong to. It was a Christmasy affair the kids wanted to go to. So we somehow managed to talk the wives into car pooling so we could go to the gun show, promising to be back early. You know how that often turns out, 100 miles each way and us with no concept of time. So we went to the show and the topic was ammo the entire way down. Our buddy drove because he had one of those huge old Cherokees. And the springs were at full sag on the way home!
So our absence at the club party was noticed. One of our on again off again adult beverage drinking buddies asked where we were. And our wives told him at a gun show. So when we arrived we kind of slipped in, trying to make sure no one noticed us much. But the friend came over and asked how we'd done. Then he volunteered he had a bunch of ammo at home. He said if you counted shotgun shells and 22s, he probably had 500 rounds, total. And I'm guessing that was enough for him. And being polite, we all nodded agreement with his conclusion.
But when it was time to leave, the guy who drove pulled to each of our cars/jeeps to help us unload. I guess 500 rounds was significantly less than any of us purchased that day.
Ya know, I've purchased guns from time to time that came with a box of ammo in the gun box. And judging from the condition of the gun, The 6 or 12 gone out of the box was probably all that had ever been fired in the gun, often over 50 years of hard service in the desk drawer. I hate to be too critical of people like that.
This once was a free country. You've just got to accept the idea that a man probably has enough ammo to keep him happy. If he doesn't, its no body's fault but his own. My problem has always been storing enough to keep me happy. Now you can't even buy enough to stay happy.
But a funny thing happened just over 4 years ago. The election didn't go as I would have preferred. So I'm not the panicky type. I just made a cool and practical decision to increase my 22 cal supplies. So I did.
And the only negative result was 3 years ago I had heart surgery. And the crazy doctor put me on a 15# lifting limit for a while. And my more crazy wife decided to knock our house down and build a new one. That required all my ammo to be removed to a son's house. To his credit, he volunteered to haul it all out of the doomed house and to his basement. He had no idea what he was in for. But he also seemed to be tapping my meager supply of 9mm. Only an ammo can or two...
So the rule remains, you can only have too much ammo if you're on fire, if you're trying to swim with it, or you have to hump it uphill.
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