I'll be damned if I know what this even is - it's a spanish knock-off of a S&W early model hand ejector, looks to be roughly copied from the old "I" frame. It's a six shot .32 S&W with a 5" barrel and a cheap nickel plating job that's flaking off around the cylinder release.
This was also one of the guns that I inherited from Grampy. Grampy had a lot of old guns in his possession, some received as "payment" (partial or full) for tabs run up in the diner he ran in the 1930s and 40s. Grampy wasn't someone to let people go hungry, whether they could pay their bills or not, and was willing to work on the barter system if that's all someone had to offer. He obtained a number of goods and a handful of firearms in this manner, often writing off a debt of hundreds for a gun worth $20. That's who he was.
And that's one of the reasons I'm proud to carry his name; why I remain in Massa-fucking-chusetts despite the ass-raping that conservatives and/or gun owners frequently receive in this state. My house sits on land my grandfather bought in the last century, land he owned for feed stock for his animals and, when things got tight, to sell as needed. He held a few acres in reserve for his family, and doled them out as his kids (and those of his brothers) grew up and moved out on their own.
When it came time for me to build, there were only a handful of lots left. Of the three of us that got land, I was the only grandchild to build a house - the other cousins waited for my grandmother to pass away so they could sell to developers.
They are dead to me.
There may come a time when I can convince the Mrs. to move. But as long as I can look in my gun safe and see the guns my grandfather gave me, as long as I can reconnect with the man whose name I carry (and passed on to my son); there's incentive to stay.
It'd be a damned shame to let the filthy communists win this one.
That is all.
5 comments:
Nice gun, great story.
This story brought a lump to my throat and a tear to my eye.
Well done, sir. Lovely and moving. I'd be damn proud.
The Gods All Forbid, should the time ever come, there's plenty of room for you in TX to become a "Grampy" yourself if you have to;)
tweaker
The sad news is that they've already won; they just haven't needed your Grandfathers' land for anything yet.
emdfl
Grampy, or Grampy's Grampy, had to leave somewhere else because it was so bad there that leaving with little or nothing and coming to MA to start over was forth it. Massachusetts is lost, it remains to be seen if the United States is lost as well.
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