Up front, I must say that, when I was a youngster (A long, long, time ago) picking cotton by hand in South Central Alabama, I always counted my wealth by the quantity of fish hooks, split shot, and shotgun shells I possessed at any given time. Now that I am a retired old fart and financially comfortable, I still look on my guns, knives, and fishing tackle, in addition to family, as my true wealth.
So, now comes my single sister wanting to buy a defensive long gun in addition to her j-frame S&W, and in a moment of weakness I offer to sell her my Mini-14. She falls in love with the thing, so I must deliver it to her this week.
I feel like a part of me is being ripped away! This over a rifle I have fired for a total of one range session and put away in the closet for years. I have felt the same way over a couple of Busses I have sold.
At age 63 I should be divesting myself of a lot of guns and knives, instead of still adding them. I must be OC.
On the other hand, Kim is going to inherit some really nice guns and knives.
So, now comes my single sister wanting to buy a defensive long gun in addition to her j-frame S&W, and in a moment of weakness I offer to sell her my Mini-14. She falls in love with the thing, so I must deliver it to her this week.
I feel like a part of me is being ripped away! This over a rifle I have fired for a total of one range session and put away in the closet for years. I have felt the same way over a couple of Busses I have sold.
At age 63 I should be divesting myself of a lot of guns and knives, instead of still adding them. I must be OC.
On the other hand, Kim is going to inherit some really nice guns and knives.