Reloadron
Contributing Member
Years ago a friend needed money so I bought this gun.
I planned to sell it but after shooting it I grew fond of this little gun. Hell I am anything 1911 anyway. My wife is a cancer patient and like many one step forward and two back. Kathy was in rehab about 4 years ago so it was myself, Pilgrim and Charlotte and the latter being the dogs. I kept that gun handy on a coffee table as I was sleeping on a living room couch. During the days when I was out I normally just put the gun out of sight under a couch cushion. One evening I had a friend over and we enjoyed some fine bourbon. I apparently decided to put away the gun. Next morning before going to rehab to see Kathy I wondered where the damn gun was? Looked in all my super secret stash places and no gun. What the? For weeks I searched and never found the gun. Did bourbon on the rocks take away my memory? The gun had to be here somewhere, the infamous somewhere. I never found it. I replaced it since I liked it so much.
Fast forward about 4 years. My sister Cindy volunteered to come up here and hang out with Kathy for a few weeks so I could escape home health care for a few weeks. I have friends in Florida I haven't seen in years and Florida is a nice change from NE Ohio in December so I was out of here. Cindy wanted pictures of palm trees which I had not done yet. Then I get a text from Cindy with a picture of the gun and I knew it was not the replacement as all guns were secured in my safe and neither Cindy or Kathy could get to them. She was holding it captive till I sent palm tree pictures. Started sending plenty of palm tree pictures real fast. Cindy likes to clen and she was cleaning a closet in the laundry room and under old supermarket bags on the closet floor she found the gun. Kathy told her the story. Was nice to get home and also see that gun of which I now have a pair. Go figure.
Anyone else ever misplace a gun?
Ron
I planned to sell it but after shooting it I grew fond of this little gun. Hell I am anything 1911 anyway. My wife is a cancer patient and like many one step forward and two back. Kathy was in rehab about 4 years ago so it was myself, Pilgrim and Charlotte and the latter being the dogs. I kept that gun handy on a coffee table as I was sleeping on a living room couch. During the days when I was out I normally just put the gun out of sight under a couch cushion. One evening I had a friend over and we enjoyed some fine bourbon. I apparently decided to put away the gun. Next morning before going to rehab to see Kathy I wondered where the damn gun was? Looked in all my super secret stash places and no gun. What the? For weeks I searched and never found the gun. Did bourbon on the rocks take away my memory? The gun had to be here somewhere, the infamous somewhere. I never found it. I replaced it since I liked it so much.
Fast forward about 4 years. My sister Cindy volunteered to come up here and hang out with Kathy for a few weeks so I could escape home health care for a few weeks. I have friends in Florida I haven't seen in years and Florida is a nice change from NE Ohio in December so I was out of here. Cindy wanted pictures of palm trees which I had not done yet. Then I get a text from Cindy with a picture of the gun and I knew it was not the replacement as all guns were secured in my safe and neither Cindy or Kathy could get to them. She was holding it captive till I sent palm tree pictures. Started sending plenty of palm tree pictures real fast. Cindy likes to clen and she was cleaning a closet in the laundry room and under old supermarket bags on the closet floor she found the gun. Kathy told her the story. Was nice to get home and also see that gun of which I now have a pair. Go figure.
Anyone else ever misplace a gun?
Ron