Friday, February 24, 2012

Wut'sit Box

Grampa stopped by a few days ago. Monday, to be exact. Of course, like most others who visit, he brought some weaponry to play with. For Grampa, it's a renewed interest in things that go BOOM. A rekindling of the joys of shooting. Of being a boy again, of  remembering what it was like in the days before guns were something we used to shoot at others with. (He doesn't talk much about his days with the First Cav, but when he does, he can curl your hair.)

Inyhoo... he also... well, I'll let him tell you...

"You ever seen one of these? Would it be possible to use the internet (he doesn't use computers) to find out something about this?"

And he pulled this out of his jacket pocket... (per usual, emclicken to embiggen)

"I found this at a rummage sale a hundred years ago," he told me. (This put it back in the days before people had to sign their lives away with dotfed/doj just to buy a weapon.) "But no one can tell me who made it or what caliber it is. I took it to  Dick's and he couldn't find anything to fit it, either." (Dick's being the local gunsmith guru, no longer with us, but he was well-known to shooters in the area.)

It has the appearance of an old Smith and Wesson design of its early model Police revolvers. But this one is made in Espana. (It's written on the barrel sans any other markings but serial number.)

Blued steel, four inch barrel and walnut grips, lanyard ring on the lower grip frame, S&W type cylinder release, with a real firing pin. Caliber is in question: somewhere between a .38 and a .308.  (I'm thinking .32- though not a .32 S&W Special- but have no means of measuring the cylinder. Yet.)  The action is very tight, showing a decent quality arms maker but there are milling marks on much of the flat surface. The DA trigger pull is somewhere between the SKS on the low end and pulling a John Deere tractor on the high end.  Single action pull is smooth and crisp, though not on par with the Colt, Smith or Ruger.

There are some rust spots on it that he couldn't get totally removed with cleaning, especially in the bore.

Handling a weapon this old, with obvious signs of use, although not well cared for for years, makes me wonder about its history. Hopefully, it creates a stir in someone here as well, with a few more facts or guesses about it.

Opinions, anyone?

Bless God, God bless.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Candle Liting

So Lovely Lady has been ragging on me to get my buns busy here. (And we all know, if Momma ain't happy... blah blah...) So, as a form of self defense, we're back on the road to illiterary ignominy. Or something like that.
Now, for something a bit more serious-
Everyone knows who the Brady Bunch is- no, not that Partridge family twin. Those Criminals Stealing Gun Rights groupies.  Anyway, they're lighting a candle this Sunday, 8 January 12, to protest gun violence.  And right they should,  we all should. Every person should denounce gun violence, even those who're committing it. Especially them: each and every one should walk away carried by pall bearers. Weerd Beard  (  )  has come up with his version of the candle lighting and is encouraging all gun owners to light a candle against gun violence.  Since I am one of those terrorist guys who believes in God and the Bible and the Constitution, am a vet, an NRA member, drive a gas guzzling four wheel drive truck and tell tree huggers- especially AlGorey- to lick my ... wait, this' family oriented... and sure don't like the politics- or the politicians in- coming out of D.C. these days, I decided to post a picture or my DCP (that's 'Daily Carry Piece' for the uninitiated to my unorthodox- we can't call it English since I'm an American-lingo).
Without further much ado- here she is. Simple, old, and sure not elegant but she's steady and strong and American made- my Lady, Smith and Wesson model 469 carried in her Kirkpatrick Leather holster and packing 13 rounds of Glaser Pow'RBall Plus P in the grip and another 13 in the spare.
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Remember- cops are only hours away in a donut shop when you need them in a coffee shop. Not that your safety is their concern- 'cuz it ain't. It's yours. So pack some heat for when the kitchen gets hot.
Bless God, God bless.
(Yes, I did do a spel-chek today, and am studiously ignoring all suggestions.)