My first year in college, 1956, I won a raffle for a 12 ga, mod, plane barrel, Model 37. Tickets were 50 cents and I bought two. As I recall, the gun weighed 6.25 pounds. I put a lot of rounds through it after mostly quail, dove, duck, and jack rabbits. After a few years, it started dropping some to most of the shells from the magazine when the pump was operated. Local talent was not up to a repair, so I traded it off. Later, I found out that the factory could easily fix it.

I still have a soft spot for 37s, and am considering a new 28 ga.

Jack


"Do not blame Caesar, blame the people...who have...rejoiced in their loss of freedom....Blame the people who hail him when he speaks of the 'new, wonderful, good, society'...to mean ,..living fatly at the expense of the industrious." Cicero