I have racked my brain and cannot think of a Smith & Wesson in .22 WRF. Colt, yes, Smith, not that I can find.
It could be that it was a 22 magnum revolver and the 22 wrf can be fired from a 22 magnum and not the other way around.
I have racked my brain and cannot think of a Smith & Wesson in .22 WRF. Colt, yes, Smith, not that I can find.
I hear banjos. Most people have 4 grandparents.
22lr was the training round for us in massachusetts. in the early 1960s my dad, a univ professor and ww2 vet who survived omaha beach on the morning of 6/6/44, got tired of seeing us kids play soldier and said “war isnt a game.” soon thereafter my brother and i, 9 and 10, were in the local nra shooting club, which met in the basement of the rotc building, to learn the truth about firearms. we were very well taught on single shot, bolt action 22lr rifles. a bit later came boy scout summer camp rifle ranges and killing pinecones in the woods. i cannot imagine having those fine experiences in the massachusetts of today, which is a very sad thought indeed.
Even in the 1970s for recreational shooting, we didn't have more than a 50 round box of .22LR ammo to expend. I don't recall anyone in my family buying .22 ammo by the brick when I was a kid. Most of our plinking was with BB guns. A Red Ryder comes to mind.
I noticed the trend was still prevalent in a very small town I stopped to get gas at about 10 years ago or so. The gas station was more of a general store. They had one unopened brick of Fiocchi .22LR ammo and I took it to the counter to purchase. The guy at the counter had a partial conniption that I needed so much ammo, but he sold it to me anyway. I didn't realize for several hours later that this ammo was likely meant to be sold to the locals 50 at a time, not 500.
Lot's of poor farmers/ranchers fed there families during the depression (and after) with a 22 LR.
"Deer season" was a little more "flexible" back then when feeding the family meant hunting, not going to the store.
She killed that bear in 1953 with a Cooley Ace 1 single shot 22. She was 63 years old at the time. It was also a world record grizzly.I think that someone mentioned that a Native Indian woman in Northern Alberta had once killed a grizzly with a .22.
I remember hearing about that incident when I was a kid living in Alberta in the early 60's.
Afterwards I learned that her name might have been Bella Twins and that she killed the grizzly while her dogs were fighting with it.
It may have been a life or death situation.
I missed out on a nice Cooey trainer a few years ago. Would love to have one in my collection.Fascinating story about Bella Twins, Gunny. Cooey has made many rimfires over the years, and their successor, Lakefield, now produces most of Savage's rimfires. https://calibremag.ca/cooey-canadas-gunmaker/
Dad thought BB guns were too dangerous, but I got a used Remington 514 BR when I was about 8 years old, and it was responsible for the early retirement of many crows, muskrats, prairie dogs, squirrels and gophers. Ammo was acquired when on sale for a penny a pop and I happened to have enough in my pocket to purchase a box. The old Federal Hi-Power brand were preferred, because they had a tiny target printed inside the box. The rimfire was for hunting, and target practice was to make us better hunters.
The problem I have is that I can’t get all my 22s in that safe.Gunny
Looks like your pretty well stocked with .22s for the next couple of generations of shooters! Good on you, good for them!