I have some great ones, lots of stories in them but one of my favorites is a S&W Airweight with a shrouded hammer. The senior partner of this firm came in to my office one day years ago and said, "Brett you like guns. I have an old pistol that I'd like to get rid of. It just kind of scares me having it around." He produced from his hands the above mentioned pistol, the box it came in, the cleaning rod, and a box of Remington .38Spl. with only two shells out of it. Turns out he'd ordered it through the U.S Mail, from Abercrombie and Fitch, back when they outfitted people to go to Africa instead of to a skateboard park. He'd fired the two shells way back when and then put it away. I paid him the asking price in cash.


"Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father's passin.'"