A few years ago my wife and I were flying out of Toronto to go "down east" to vist our eldest son and wife in New Brunswick. I was wearing my camo hunting jacket and at the checkout had to remove it to let it go through the machine. Sure enough, there was an empty cartridge case that showed up - a .458 Win. Well, they couldn't find it in the jacket with its multi pockets within pockets. So I tried, and felt it but couldn't find what pocket it was in! So, along comes a big tall man, grabs my coat and rips the case out! I told him to keep it as a souveniir. . . we all had a laugh, and were on our way. To this day, I don't know how the case ended up where it did, and can't find any harm to the jacket! Yeah, I shoot a lot of .458 Win.

Bob
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