What guns are you most sentimentally attached to.
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Just as an aside, this thread might have been "What guns you are 'not' attached to ?"
Each gun has a story.
But, in accordance with the OP, here goes a few :
My granddaddy taught me to hunt. I remember those days with special fondness and, yes, Love !
At the time of his passing, I was living in another city, due to job requirements. His sons and some of my cousins got his shotguns and Browning SA-22 (.22 Short). Sometime later, my grandmother told me she had something she wanted to give me. It was granddaddy's Colt .32 (Long Colt) revolver. I never knew he owned a handgun. Some of the ammo with it was corroded, and wouldn't shoot. When I bought ammo, I was told that this was the last .32 Colt Long that I could buy, without special order. Thereafter, I would be able to secure .32 Colt Short, which could be shot in my wheelgun. I still have most of the .32 Colt Long ammo in that box left. I have designated someone in my family to own this upon my death.
Once, while I was drooling over a mass of handguns (and others), I told my wife I thought I saw the most beautiful HG in my life. It was a new Colt "Series 80" 1911 .45 ACP "Springfield Armory 200th Anniversary", mirror blue finish with exquisite rosewood grips. Also, gold inlaid writing and symbol (the Pony) and American Eagle with shield and arrows in claws, (all in gold). My wife tried to secretly buy it to give it to me for Christmas, but was told by "the gun guy", the buyer/owner had to answer all the questions and sign the federal forms. Then she had to tell me early, but I completed the forms in time for Christmas.
I still have both of the above.
Each gun has a story.
But, in accordance with the OP, here goes a few :
My granddaddy taught me to hunt. I remember those days with special fondness and, yes, Love !
At the time of his passing, I was living in another city, due to job requirements. His sons and some of my cousins got his shotguns and Browning SA-22 (.22 Short). Sometime later, my grandmother told me she had something she wanted to give me. It was granddaddy's Colt .32 (Long Colt) revolver. I never knew he owned a handgun. Some of the ammo with it was corroded, and wouldn't shoot. When I bought ammo, I was told that this was the last .32 Colt Long that I could buy, without special order. Thereafter, I would be able to secure .32 Colt Short, which could be shot in my wheelgun. I still have most of the .32 Colt Long ammo in that box left. I have designated someone in my family to own this upon my death.
Once, while I was drooling over a mass of handguns (and others), I told my wife I thought I saw the most beautiful HG in my life. It was a new Colt "Series 80" 1911 .45 ACP "Springfield Armory 200th Anniversary", mirror blue finish with exquisite rosewood grips. Also, gold inlaid writing and symbol (the Pony) and American Eagle with shield and arrows in claws, (all in gold). My wife tried to secretly buy it to give it to me for Christmas, but was told by "the gun guy", the buyer/owner had to answer all the questions and sign the federal forms. Then she had to tell me early, but I completed the forms in time for Christmas.
I still have both of the above.
Stevie-Ray
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Probably the one I'm most attached to is my Stevens model 34 that was given to me on my 12th birthday in 1968. It still shoots wonderfully, even though thousands of rounds have been put through it over these many years. I also have two that I inherited, "Old Toasty," a Colt pocket .32 that belonged to my father, and a DWM Luger that was given to me by a close friend, liberated from the enemy in France. It has a holster and "captured enemy equipment" certificate with it. But now that my wife has passed, I'm sure the ones that will have special meaning will come to be the ones she bought for me.
When I graduated from college my uncle Jake gave me a $5.00 gold coin. I've never been one to have something like that
sitting around so I sold it and bought a Browning .22 pistol that's just a dream to shoot. At some point I'll have Jake's
name engraved on it.
sitting around so I sold it and bought a Browning .22 pistol that's just a dream to shoot. At some point I'll have Jake's
name engraved on it.
ridgerunner1965
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love the stories told here.
my maternal grandpa made it a point to spend a lot of time with me. the amount of fish we caught can not even be measured. when i was a preteen he often took me shooting a lot. his main rifles were a old win hiwall 32-40 and a old argentine mauser in 06. i was absolutely delighted to shoot those BIG rifles.
the hiwall was all orig and actually was purchashed by his father near as i can tell around 1920.my great grandfather came from germany around 1909 i believe. both these men built small empires with nothing more than hand tools and sweat. my gpa farmed and then after retirement got a real estate license. i do not think he prob ever made over 20k a year but was a millionare at one time.
a few years before he died he handed me the hiwall and all the loading tools and bullet mold. in a hand made box he built for them prob 75 years ago.he said he would not be needing it anymore.
my brother has the mauser as well.
the hiwall is well worn with no bluing left. but still shoots fine and will hit a playing card at 50 yrds. which is pretty good considering how worn the bore is.
he had lots of stories about that rifle but odd thing was,he never killed a deer with it.he lived in wisconsin but after the depression there were no deer and he didnt have time to hunt them if there were.
so i guess thats my most sentimental rifle.
my maternal grandpa made it a point to spend a lot of time with me. the amount of fish we caught can not even be measured. when i was a preteen he often took me shooting a lot. his main rifles were a old win hiwall 32-40 and a old argentine mauser in 06. i was absolutely delighted to shoot those BIG rifles.
the hiwall was all orig and actually was purchashed by his father near as i can tell around 1920.my great grandfather came from germany around 1909 i believe. both these men built small empires with nothing more than hand tools and sweat. my gpa farmed and then after retirement got a real estate license. i do not think he prob ever made over 20k a year but was a millionare at one time.
a few years before he died he handed me the hiwall and all the loading tools and bullet mold. in a hand made box he built for them prob 75 years ago.he said he would not be needing it anymore.
my brother has the mauser as well.
the hiwall is well worn with no bluing left. but still shoots fine and will hit a playing card at 50 yrds. which is pretty good considering how worn the bore is.
he had lots of stories about that rifle but odd thing was,he never killed a deer with it.he lived in wisconsin but after the depression there were no deer and he didnt have time to hunt them if there were.
so i guess thats my most sentimental rifle.
climbnjump
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My Father - love him dearly - was not a shooter or hunter. My maternal grandfather definitely was. He taught me how to shoot with a Nylon 66 owned by his BIL. I wish I had that firearm today, but don't know where it went.
My Grandfather did have a 20 gauge Winchester Model 12. After he died, it went to one of his sons. One of the highlights of my hunting life was a trip to Alaska where I shot the caribou in the pic in my avatar. But an even more important part of that trip was where I shot 5 ptarmigan in 5 shots with that same Model 12. Grandpa was with me that day...
Big7
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I have a bunch of favorites.
Everything has a price, so they say.
One that will never be sold as long as I'm kicking is a 1900's REAL
H&R .410.
That was my Dad's and Uncles first gun. Handed off to me when I was 9 years old.
They had to share. No money to speak of back in those days, right after the depression.
Then my Dad's 1100. It was "his" shotgun for 55+ YEARS. Now that he has recently passed, it's mine.
My family are bucking me over both.
NEVER WILL HAPPEN THOUGH.!
Everything has a price, so they say.
One that will never be sold as long as I'm kicking is a 1900's REAL
H&R .410.
That was my Dad's and Uncles first gun. Handed off to me when I was 9 years old.
They had to share. No money to speak of back in those days, right after the depression.
Then my Dad's 1100. It was "his" shotgun for 55+ YEARS. Now that he has recently passed, it's mine.
My family are bucking me over both.
NEVER WILL HAPPEN THOUGH.!
shuvelrider
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I place a sentimental value on three Winnies that belonged to my dad (deceased). A Model 43 and a Model 65, both chambered for .218 Bee. Those were his favorite varmint guns and caliber for many years. Also a late 50's, Model 70 in .243. Two of his brothers had that gun over the years, the last living brother gave that gun back to me a few years ago. He said "Your dad originally owned this, you should have it. I'm to old to shoot anymore". Also came with some boxes of shells my dad reloaded back in 1959, Norma brass with a recipe slip on the box, my dad penciled in his recipe and date back then.
SteadyD
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My father bought a super blackhawk on the day I was born, so it has sentimental value despite not being mine. I bought a 642 several years back, and by pure chance, it was built on my son's 2nd birthday, so it has sentimental value to me. My sp101, which I was carrying the day my son was born. And my marlin 22 rifle, which was given to me on my 8th birthday. That's about it I'd say.
JTHunter
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Several of the guns I have were inherited from either my grandfather or father.
Granddad had a Colt Jr. in .25 ACP that was NIB until I got it. He also left me a Colt .32 ACP that is almost 100 years old now. Unfortunately, its rifling isn't in good shape so its accuracy is pretty bad beyond 25 feet. He also left me a .38 caliber revolver that had been kept on a shelf underneath the cash register at his store that I remember seeing there as a child. It's about 100-110 y.o. having been a cop's "duty gun" before he got it. Most of the bluing is gone and the cylinder doesn't lock up properly anymore so it has been "retired".
My Dad left me a Colt .32-20 revolver that I have shot - until I found out its "quality level" and "book value". It is also retired except for extreme emergencies as the .32-20 is a pretty mild round and the bullets are LRN, which is all I could find.
Granddad had a Colt Jr. in .25 ACP that was NIB until I got it. He also left me a Colt .32 ACP that is almost 100 years old now. Unfortunately, its rifling isn't in good shape so its accuracy is pretty bad beyond 25 feet. He also left me a .38 caliber revolver that had been kept on a shelf underneath the cash register at his store that I remember seeing there as a child. It's about 100-110 y.o. having been a cop's "duty gun" before he got it. Most of the bluing is gone and the cylinder doesn't lock up properly anymore so it has been "retired".
My Dad left me a Colt .32-20 revolver that I have shot - until I found out its "quality level" and "book value". It is also retired except for extreme emergencies as the .32-20 is a pretty mild round and the bullets are LRN, which is all I could find.
JohnBiltz
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None. When my Dad died we let his guns go the grand kids who actually hunted and would use them. As for mine, their just guns. I have two I've owned for 22 years, just guns. I'm as emotionally attached to them as my hammer in the tool box.
knockonit
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I"ve got gramps 1911 he had during the great war, his old side by side, the old mans old montgomery ward side by side, and a little something I brought home in 70,
but there again, I can say, i've been buying and collecting for almost 55 years, and have sold less than a half dozen shooters, and have traded a few, I tend to keep what i guy or trade for, rare if i move one out, its gotta be a hater for it to go.
but there again, I can say, i've been buying and collecting for almost 55 years, and have sold less than a half dozen shooters, and have traded a few, I tend to keep what i guy or trade for, rare if i move one out, its gotta be a hater for it to go.
The only one I'm sentimental about is a single shot Remington Model 514. It was a gift from a favorite aunt for my 14th birthday in 1958. It fell into disuse a few years later. Later, it travelled many miles and was stored in more than a few cellars, closets and garages. A couple of years ago, I got it out, detailed it and took it to the range and found that shooting it still puts a smile on my face.
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