years back i had a small shop in California. had a nicely dressed woman and her son-in-law come in one day with a polished wood case. the lady asked if i bought gun parts. i said yes and asked what she had. she said she had two broken, (according to the son in law), shotguns. she said she would like $200.00 for them. i said well lets see. he put the case on the counter, i opened it and there nestled in red velvet were a broken down matched set of Purdy's. i explained (after fighting with my conscience ) what she had and that i wasn't the place to sell them. still dream of them once in a while.
But you sleep nights and that is worth more than the money.
