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Not today but yesterday.
This 7.5 inch Ruger Redhawk was my Dad's.
He passed in early 1993 at 62 years of age.
My Uncle (His Brother) purchased it from my Mom.
Dad always carried it under the seat of his pick-up truck.
I remember him telling me he had dispatched a Timberwolf with it that had been wounded by a car that he came across laying in the road on his way to work one morning, obviously putting it out of its crippled misery.
A couple of months ago my Aunt approached me and asked if I was interested in any of my Uncle's guns as he had passed a couple of years ago.
Well, YEAH!
This is one that followed me home, but my Sister wanted it.
Okay... I have enough of Dad's 44's.
Turned out that Sis decided I should have it! The history of a family heirloom......
Happy, happy, Joy, joy!
(Ren and Stimpy)
Any ways, it is becoming one of my favorites. A total of 62 rounds of my handloads so far, with hopefully many more to go!