This will break your heart

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Jun 10, 2005
My old Army buddy from the Korean war called me from his home outside Atlanta and said he had bought a revolver and wanted to come to my house, a three hour drive, in Tennessee and visit for a couple of days and get some pointers on shooting his new gun. (I have a range in the yard,)

He showed up this past Monday morning. We had a couple of cups of coffee, Then I told my buddy to drag out his new toy and let's see what he had. He dug around in his overnight bag and pulled out a new royal blue Colt Python, 4", in the box.

I said, "Where did you get this, and what did it cost you?"

He said, "I was over visiting Chief (a mutual friend, WWII vet, who retired from the Navy many years ago.) and told him I was going to buy a gun, and he said he had one he would sell me. So I bought it."

"What did you give for it?" I asked.

"$200. Chief said that was $50 less than he paid for it. Did the chief do a number on me?"

My darker angels were pushing me to take advantage of this situation. I was lusting for that Python. But I did the Christian thing and told him what his revolver was worth. I advised him not to shoot it and to sell it to a collector. He thought about it for a minute then said he couldn't do that because if he did, he would be taking advantage of the chief's ignorance. And if he sold it and split the money with the chief, it would just make the old chief feel stupid. So he would just keep it and shoot it. (Both of these old boys have more money than they know what to do with.)

So in the past two and a half days despite less than perfect weather, we've put over 1000 rounds of .38 spl. through that sweetheart. My friend was punching out the ten ring when he left, and I hated to see him go, especially since he took that revolver with him.

I've been buying and trading guns for sixty years and I've never found a deal like that. He buys one gun and hits the jackpot. Go figure.
Break my heart? Heck no, makes my heart sing to know that fine gun is in the hands of someone who loves it for what it is, not what it's pricetag is. :) I reckon that's why he gets the deal and others don't. ;)

Great story, and it proves that you can never place a price tag on friendship. Thank you.
Only really good friends can be that honest with each other. Treasure that.

If there ever was a "one revolver" to have - a blued Colt Python is it.

If there ever was one revolver to own and shoot, a Colt Python is it.

Like the posts before this, recognizing that guns were meant to be shot, recogizing that there's more to a gun than it's monetary value, and recognizing information kept amoungst friends so as to not harm friendships is a worthy act, I credit you both for keepin your mouths shut, taking aim and punching the ten ring.

Wait 'till Chief tells his beer buddies all about his $200 windfall over the drinks he buys them.
Man, I remember when a lot of serious shooters had Pythons. They were expensive, but not unattainable.

I don't know what I'd do, but I think I'd shoot it, too. It deserves to be shot, the guy has money so it's not taking food from his kids' mouths, and he's no Spring chicken. What difference would the money make to him anyway?

And if he sold it, the gun would sit in some collector's safe -- not the kind of collector who collects cool historic firearms, either, but the kind of collector who just has to get his grubby hands on Pythons and lock them in a safe.:)

So I say, be grateful for the revolver that dropped in from Heaven, and enjoy life while you're here!

I'm glad you got to shoot it with an old friend.
I have a Python that I have been saving for my kids, but I took it to the range and had forgotten what a pleasure it was. I have a S&W for everyday use cause they still make those....but now, I don't know.....


I have always said,

It's not what's written on paper, it's the principle of the matter.

Men who live by principle are ever more uncommon, and ever more misunderstood.

You did the right thing, and so die he.

Neither of you have anything to regret and if your reward is not on this earth, then it will be in heaven.

Great story.

Great example to us all.

I'm glad you got to enjoy shooting that puppy with your friend
What a great deal!

About shooting 1000 rounds out of a revolver.. it really isn't as hard to do as you think.. I took a Jerry Miculek Class one weekend and we burned anywhere from 1400-1800 rounds that weekend.. 1000 sounds like a lot.. but in reality.. it's easy to shoot that much.. even 6 at a time.
What is it about "gun people"? Since I started sport shooting I've probably dealt with 100s of folks when shooting, buying, selling, trading, swapping stories, and/or fondling weapons.

Of those 100s, exactly ONE has ever tried to take advantage of me. (And he was in the middle of a nasty divorce.)

That's an awesome story that warms the soul and reminds us all what a special group of "unknown" friends we have out there. Thanks for sharing!
This will break your heart

On the contrary, your story warmed my heart. You and your buddy are true honest gentlemen who know the real meaning of happiness (sharing 1,000 .38 specials through the same gun in two days). Even the Python should be happy.

Best inspirational gun story so far this year:)
I have always said,

It's not what's written on paper, it's the principle of the matter.
Men who live by principle are ever more uncommon, and ever more misunderstood.


Yep. And, sometimes it's difficult to not want to play by the rules it seems like everyone else does. But, staying on this side of the line is where you find yourself in the company of the gentlemen of the 21st century, rather than the low men and women that make up the masses.

Bravo for Owlhoot.
Kudos to the buddy for having a python and a good friend.
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