Revolver that I have owned the longest is a Charter Arms Bulldog .44 Special that I bought in February, 1976. I had owned a couple of other handguns earlier but they were sold or traded later.
S&W revolver that I have owned the longest is a Model 18 Rimfire Combat Masterpiece I bought new in April, 1977.
I would also mention a Colt Official Police in .22 LR with a 6 inch barrel, blue finish and checkered walnut stocks that my paternal grandfather gave to my mother about 1947, which I pretty well had glommed onto about the summer of 1974. My dear now deceased mother used it to shoot a 'Peeping Tom' through the bedroom window of her home one night in 1947, when my dad was working out of state with his dad, and their new house in a brand new neighborhood didn't have telephone service yet. The peeper visited one time too many,failing to realize that his prowlings and entry attempts were unwelcome, winding Mom into She-Wolf mode coiled to protecting her young kitten. He scratched at the window screen that night, at bedtime, to get her attention and laughed at her as she screamed at him. Her pointing the gun didn't make him back off, he just got more bold. His boldness suddenly ceased after she screamed back at him loudly, pointed the Colt at him, screamed again and then, when he did not retreat but kept his hands on the window, cranked off all six rounds through the window glass and wire screen.
The cops, when they finally arrived, were familiar with the fact a peeper had been skulking the nieghborhood, the bedroom windows of the young attractive wives whose husbands were mostly gone out of town on jobs or were working second and third sfifts, and were a little embarrassed they hadn't caught the peeper as yet.
The cops found a blood trail that began at the shot through bedroom window, crossed the yard to the driveway, then ran down the driveway to the street, where they ended. So it appeared that me dear old Mom scored, plunking the peeper properly.
The cop who seemed to be in charge, said only, "Yah gotta be careful wid dat thing, lady."
The cops never caught the peeper.
The peeper never came peeping again.
It's a gun I am keeping.