My Dad was a collector, hunter and occasional shooter. A depression era child, he didn't deny my obsession with shooting, mostly .22 LR but, there were limits on other calibers. As a former combat wounded veteran of the South Pacific, he also mentioned "saving ammo for when you might need it the most."
He inherited a S&W M&P .32-20 from an uncle that had passed away. We never shot that revolver or the ammo that came with it in a brown paper bag but, we did shoot his collection of military handguns. A Luger, a P-38 and a Remington Rand 1911A1. I still have all three of those but, sold my Ruger Single Six, convertible. The .32-20 hangs on a nail behind my desk.
He gave me a Colt Huntsman for Christmas, my junior year of high school. There is no telling how many thousands of rounds that one has shot and what I learned from the experience. The Huntsman, its box and documents still reside in my safe. I still shoot it on occasion and it still does the job.
My freshman year of college, two of my best friends and I would go out to a remote area on the Cumberland River to shoot. One of them had a Ruger Superblack Hawk in .45 Colt and the other friend had a Colt Trooper in .357. I had to have a centerfire handgun.
My choice was between a new in box Mod. 27, 3.5", a 2.5" Mod. 19, also new in the box, or a lightly used Mod. 28, 6"with correct period target grips and 500 rounds of .38 spec. wad cutters. The problem resolved itself since the trade value of the firearm I was trading, at the time, would have allowed me to get any of the three but, the NIB handguns would have left me without money to buy any ammo.
The Mod. 28 got the nod. I probably put two or three thousand rounds through that revolver before selling it to raise money for my first Garand. I regretted letting that Mod. 28 go and replaced it several years ago. I have owned a couple of 4" 28's but, they have moved on but, the replacement 6" is one I will hold on to for a long, long time. The first was was obtained in 1973.
That started the addiction and on it goes!