That I am - still got that bucketfull and then some thanks to a mysterious benefactor. All I know is that one night, I put a spent .40 casing under my pillow and... voila! Brass abundance.
Now they’re all decapped, resized and tumbled to golden glow.
Time to blow the dust off the old Hornady progressive (the ONLY positive use of the word ‘progressive’).
Now if there were only a .45 ACP Brass Fairy.....