The Local Gun Shop

One of my favorite ways to unwind after work is to visit one of the local gun shops on the way home. Thirty minutes spent browsing through the used gun rack helps me clear my mind of the all of the problems that the day brought my way. I am always anxious to see what I might find. Today’s find could be a used three-screw Ruger blackhawk or a gently used more modern handgun. Odds are I won’t purchase something today, but I can guarantee that I will find something that I must actually handle and inspect. Sometimes that is all that is needed. Other times something is triggered in my mind that makes me feel like it must go home with me. What causes that to happen? Is it an old magazine article that romanticized this particular piece? Or maybe a friend had one long ago that I was able to shoot. It is hard to say, but sometimes it happens…