Stan, I know that I don't need another gun. I know that at 70, I should be backing out of the preposterous number I have and get down to one.

But someone like Kirby is always shoving one into my hands that they know I can't resist. He brought that Grant out after dinner one night in June and I felt the merry-go-round start up again.

I did vow though, that the only way I would buy her would be with funds from other guns in the safes.

bc