Gee, that’s really nice. Having heirloom guns is just great.
We used to live in California, and we didn’t have any guns. We were delighted when we moved here and found that you can actually walk into the gun store and walk out with your firearms the same day! We bought all our guns over the months until we felt we had armed ourselves sufficiently. The guns are peppered all over the house here, hidden in interesting places, and all holstered and ready to grab if need be. We have no children, and no visitors (being a couple of hermits), so no one’s in any danger.
No one in the family even knew about that gun and my sister when over one day to clean the house and threw the bag in the garbage can in the alley...when she got home dad called her and with a little blue language asked her where that bag was, it had his colt in it. He had to go out in the alley and retrieve his gun...
We didn't get him out of detroit until 1980. He was definately one of a kind...