I sit here at my keyboard, typing, heavy-hearted. With the sad
mist of disappointment mingled in my text.
Woulda.
Coulda.
Shoulda.
Sigh...
I had it in my hands just yesterday! A FABulous, heavy barreled
Model 17. Beautiful dark blue, in near perfect condition.
Do I? Don't I? I was fully confident it would wait until today for
me to come and claim it, and as far as I knew, it was still there when I called to ask about it this morning.
Maybe I didn't make it evident enough to the salesgirl, I wasn't just making a
casual inquiry, but didn't ask them to pull it out of the case and hold it for me. (Ahhhrrrrrrrrgh!)
After work, in giddy anticipation, I headed with great haste to the LGS.
What do you mean it's GONE?!?!?
Yeah, someone bought it. Last night, or this morning before I called.
It's not like this hasn't happened before. I know, I know, a Smith in the hand...but this time it's a really bitter lesson.
That revolver is #2 on my bucket list.
I suppose the Gun Angels are entitled to a vacation, and I have, in the recent past, been extraordinarily lucky in
finding desired firearms, but man, that 17 was SOOOOooooo almost mine.
What are your stories of "The one that got away" ?
mist of disappointment mingled in my text.
Woulda.
Coulda.
Shoulda.
Sigh...
I had it in my hands just yesterday! A FABulous, heavy barreled
Model 17. Beautiful dark blue, in near perfect condition.
Do I? Don't I? I was fully confident it would wait until today for
me to come and claim it, and as far as I knew, it was still there when I called to ask about it this morning.
Maybe I didn't make it evident enough to the salesgirl, I wasn't just making a
casual inquiry, but didn't ask them to pull it out of the case and hold it for me. (Ahhhrrrrrrrrgh!)
After work, in giddy anticipation, I headed with great haste to the LGS.
What do you mean it's GONE?!?!?

Yeah, someone bought it. Last night, or this morning before I called.
It's not like this hasn't happened before. I know, I know, a Smith in the hand...but this time it's a really bitter lesson.
That revolver is #2 on my bucket list.
I suppose the Gun Angels are entitled to a vacation, and I have, in the recent past, been extraordinarily lucky in
finding desired firearms, but man, that 17 was SOOOOooooo almost mine.

What are your stories of "The one that got away" ?