Gun Found During Home Renovation

[Protected One]

My in laws were hoarders, and their house was full of all sorts of stuff, piled to the ceiling. About 6 years ago we were emptying it after they moved to assisted living. He had been a liberal gun banner as long as I'd known him. In the bottom of a closet we found a Colt Commander.45 from 1951 and a Baby Browning .25. Both loaded.


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When they speak of "banning"....they don't mean THEIRS TOO.

 

[500SNW]

I'm jealous. I never find anything interesting or valuable...except the occasional coin on the sidewalk, or in the parking lot.

 

[Protected One]

I was living in an apartment building with a first floor parking garage that was open to the street in post Katrina New Orleans.

It was not unusual to find all sorts of interesting things stashed there. I think most of it was probably concealed to pick up later when the police were not watching.

One morning I went out to my car only to find a camera bag chocked full of expensive commercial photography equipment. I went through the baq to find a stack of business cards of a local photographer.

I called the guy to tell him what I had found and requested a meeting so I could return his stuff. This guy kicks into a third degree, rapid fire questioning of me. After he accused me of stealing his stuff he insinuated that I was holding it for ransom!

I let him know how disappointed I was in his family ancestry and the horse he rode in on. I told him that his stuff might still be behind the bush at an intersection a block from my residence and after he picked it up.....he could.....Well, in all of this excitement I overlooked the fact that I called him on my cellphone and that he had my phone number now, dang it.

I covered the location until his car pulled up and he jumped out with a pistol in hand. He went directly to the bush and retrieved his camera bag.
He never even called to thank me.

No good deed goes unpunished.[/QUOTE]

Going out for lunch one day, I found the drivers license and BLACK credit card of a well-know local real estate broker, between cars in the parking lot. This guy has offices in the same commercial building as my company, and he sell hundreds of home each year!
I went to his office and asked to see him. With a suspicious look, they tell me - "He's in a meeting, can I help you?" Well, I don't want to put these things in anyone's hands except HIS, so I gave them my name and the company I work for, and told them to have him come ask for me. I have something that belongs to him. Near the end of the day I haven't head from him, so I go BACK to his office and this time he's free. Holding the license and credit card up I asked - "do these look familiar?" He takes them and says "Oh my God...I've got to slow down. Moving too fast and to much going on".
No, "Thank you". No shaking my hand. Nothing. Some people just don't get it.
But other DO.

 

[desi2358]

I have a Winchester 1906 pump 22 that was found on top of the heating ducts in an old house that the new owner was remodeling. It was in a take down case covered in years of dust. Since the pump handle was broken he traded it to me for some ammo and we were both happy. After repairing the handle and a good cleaning it turned out to be a great shooter.

I have bought a number of attic finds over the years as well, seems to be the most common place for people to stash a gun either to keep away from the kids or hide from thieves. Most were hunting guns, 22's, shotguns etc. Got a nice Mossberg target model with a brick and a half of 1950's Remington target ammo that way. Stashed away and usually found when cleaning out after a death in the family or later by new owners getting rid of old junk and finding something that they hope will be worth some money. Some are, some not so much depending on the conditions they were exposed to and what they were to start with.

 

[keith44spl]

A friend told me of a long gun being found in the attic of their church.

While doing some wiring, they found a purty nice old Thompson....


** Best I recall, he said they took advantage of the amnesty back in '68.


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[brucev]

Back in 1984 my wife's g.mother died at home early one Sunday afternoon. The funeral was conducted the following Wednesday. Afterward we were cleaning the house preparing it for rent. In a bedroom closet we found the buttstock and receiver of a old hardware store double barrelled 12 ga. shotgun. Later we found the barrels and a paper bag containing parts of the action. It as given to me. I took it home and after some fiddling, got it put back together in working order. It was a bit loose. A whack on the barrel tang tightened things a little bit, but lockup was still casual. Used it w/ low brass shells but finally traded it at a gunshop for a nice Safariland belt and holster for my little 17-3. I figured it was a good trade. If I'd kept it, one day it'd probably have let go. As it was, the shop owner put it up as a wall hanger. Oh well. Guess everyone was happy. Sincerely. bruce.

 

[DWalt]

I've heard stories about things that car junkyard operators have found stashed in wrecked cars. And things found in donations at Goodwill and Salvation Army stores.

 

[Drm50]

I worked for a mining company that was buying up rural properties to build 3 new mines. I made it my business to be
there when owners departed. I found several guns and all kind
of antiques. Lots of arrow heads the farmers picked up over
the years while plowing. They had a habit of stashing them on
timbers in out buildings. When people living on hard scrabble
hill farms got $100K cash, a lot of them didn't take a lot with
them, that was in 70s and was a lot of money back then.

 

[BLACKHAWKNJ]

"Three may keep a secret if two of them are dead." Ben Franklin
I found a woman's purse once. I called her, I didn't like the tone of her voice. I told her to meet me at the desk of the local police station
, I told the duty officer why I was there.

 

[brucev]

Once upon a time I was driving down the road making visits to church members. Down the road I saw what looked like a box. Upon getting closer, it was a nice ladies handbag. Inside was a lot of cash, wallet, etc. I looked at the drivers license and saw an address. I took it to the location and gave it to the lady. Nice woman. Thanked me profusely. She had left it on the roof of the car when she was at the bank. Glad she got her purse and its contents back. Don't think she could have afforded to have lost the money, etc. Sincerely. bruce.

 

[500SNW]

A friend told me of a long gun being found in the attic of their church.

While doing some wiring, they found a purty nice old Thompson....


** Best I recall, he said they took advantage of the amnesty back in '68.


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If I find a Tommy Gun...that suckers mine and I'm not handing it in.

 

[Citiboy289]

Great Thread LOVE IT !!!!

 

[Ingramite]

One afternoon I'm riding my motorcycle on a busy 4 lane highway.
The rear doors of the Medical Transport I had been following swung open and a Styrofoam cooler tumbled out and into my path.

It was all I could do to get stopped without getting rear-ended by the car behind me. I walked over to the cooler and opened the lid. Inside the cooler was a heavy zip lock plastic bag containing all 5 toes of an adult right foot.

My theory is that they probably came out of a boot that was involved in some sort of an industrial accident. I'm thinking that these toes are being rushed to an emergency surgery for re-attachment to the foot of some tragic victim.

Knowing speed was of the essence in a situation such as this, coupled with the fact that I had a lane of the interstate highway tied up, I called 911. The 911 operator put me on hold and came back after a few moments to tell me that this didn't constitute an emergency so they wouldn't respond.

I googled the closest three hospitals and two of them hung up on me and the third one said that they didn't have any missing toes.

The guy behind me is now in a big hurry so he starts laying on his horn.
He rolls down his window and I apprise him of the situation. Calmly, he tells me that he is from Mississippi and this happens all the time where he is from. I ask him what they do about it?

"Just call a toe truck".

 

[Golddollar]

The guy behind me is now in a big hurry so he starts laying on his horn.
He rolls down his window and I apprise him of the situation. Calmly, he tells me that he is from Mississippi and this happens all the time where he is from. I ask him what they do about it?

"Just call a toe truck".

<Rimshot>.