I heart silver
Stainless steel and silver bullets.
Mighty fine Vince. I too am a believer in the .357 silver tips, werewolves are nasty.
Stainless steel and silver bullets.
And they were good enough for the Lone Ranger!Mighty fine Vince. I too am a believer in the .357 silver tips, werewolves are nasty.
.45 Colt of course.
You know it's coming...I wanna see the holster you made for it?
You know it's coming...
I'm having my Brother-in-Law make me a new work bench because I sold my old one years ago.
I will be setting up my shop in the garage. I hope to have most of it set up by the Fall when the weather cools off a bit.
Dave, the rough out looks great!
A little history on this gun...
This was one of the first guns I bought myself after getting married. My best friend and I would go shooting in the mountains and he always admired this gun. I ended up selling it to him at a very low price and it became his favorite gun. Many times when I'd visit him, he'd pull out this gun and we'd reminisce about the good times we had with it. It became a running joke that I should have never sold him that gun because I liked it too and sold it to him too cheap.
There are a lot of great memories tied up in this gun. Well, my Best Friend passed away recently and it hit me very, very, very HARD.
I went to another buddy's house this weekend to take my son trap shooting and try out the new shotgun I bought him for graduation. I also invited my 'nephews'/God Children (my Best Friend's kids) to come join us. It was great spending time with my son and my 'nephews'... laughing, joking, shooting, and reminiscing. After we got back to the trucks, my nephews presented me with the Ruger and said, "Pops would want you to have this." To say I was overwhelmed is an understatement. This gun and that gesture means more to me than anyone can know. We all fired a round through it in my Friend's honor.
Sounds like you spent your downtime wisely.Good deal. My walking foot stitcher quit me yesterday. Had just finished stitching one side of a pancake holster (and been using it all day), cut the thread started on the other side and it wouldn't feed the leather. Stitching in the same hole. Have to give em a call once they open up. those kind of things always happen on a weekend don't they. Heck went fishing.
Great story, John.A little history on this gun...
This was one of the first guns I bought myself after getting married. My best friend and I would go shooting in the mountains and he always admired this gun. I ended up selling it to him at a very low price and it became his favorite gun. Many times when I'd visit him, he'd pull out this gun and we'd reminisce about the good times we had with it. It became a running joke that I should have never sold him that gun because I liked it too and sold it to him too cheap.
There are a lot of great memories tied up in this gun. Well, my Best Friend passed away recently and it hit me very, very, very HARD.
I went to another buddy's house this weekend to take my son trap shooting and try out the new shotgun I bought him for graduation. I also invited my 'nephews'/God Children (my Best Friend's kids) to come join us. It was great spending time with my son and my 'nephews'... laughing, joking, shooting, and reminiscing. After we got back to the trucks, my nephews presented me with the Ruger and said, "Pops would want you to have this." To say I was overwhelmed is an understatement. This gun and that gesture means more to me than anyone can know. We all fired a round through it in my Friend's honor.
A little history on this gun...
This was one of the first guns I bought myself after getting married. My best friend and I would go shooting in the mountains and he always admired this gun. I ended up selling it to him at a very low price and it became his favorite gun. Many times when I'd visit him, he'd pull out this gun and we'd reminisce about the good times we had with it. It became a running joke that I should have never sold him that gun because I liked it too and sold it to him too cheap.
There are a lot of great memories tied up in this gun. Well, my Best Friend passed away recently and it hit me very, very, very HARD.
I went to another buddy's house this weekend to take my son trap shooting and try out the new shotgun I bought him for graduation. I also invited my 'nephews'/God Children (my Best Friend's kids) to come join us. It was great spending time with my son and my 'nephews'... laughing, joking, shooting, and reminiscing. After we got back to the trucks, my nephews presented me with the Ruger and said, "Pops would want you to have this." To say I was overwhelmed is an understatement. This gun and that gesture means more to me than anyone can know. We all fired a round through it in my Friend's honor.
Beautiful knife. Bought my daughter the smaller Texas Jack, and she loves it.Thanks guys. I love the 4" Texas Jack, it's built as well as any knife I own. It was a generous gift from @Modoc ED
A little history on this gun...
This was one of the first guns I bought myself after getting married. My best friend and I would go shooting in the mountains and he always admired this gun. I ended up selling it to him at a very low price and it became his favorite gun. Many times when I'd visit him, he'd pull out this gun and we'd reminisce about the good times we had with it. It became a running joke that I should have never sold him that gun because I liked it too and sold it to him too cheap.
There are a lot of great memories tied up in this gun. Well, my Best Friend passed away recently and it hit me very, very, very HARD.
I went to another buddy's house this weekend to take my son trap shooting and try out the new shotgun I bought him for graduation. I also invited my 'nephews'/God Children (my Best Friend's kids) to come join us. It was great spending time with my son and my 'nephews'... laughing, joking, shooting, and reminiscing. After we got back to the trucks, my nephews presented me with the Ruger and said, "Pops would want you to have this." To say I was overwhelmed is an understatement. This gun and that gesture means more to me than anyone can know. We all fired a round through it in my Friend's honor.