I keep ending up with guns that belonged to late family and friends. Quite by accident, I’ve got 100-150 Americans covered.

Duck guns, deer guns, goose guns, stuff that just isn’t in my wheelhouse. They sit in a safe waiting another day in the sun that probably isn’t coming, not from me, anyway.

I own guns I’ve never shot, and really have not much intention of shooting. A little bittersweet.

Best,

Ted