Belgian Browning A5 20ga. Got it in 1982. I was 14.

My father's friend offered to sell it to him for $150. He dragged me out to do some concrete work. My dad charged exactly $150 (plus materials) for the job. I watched the man put the money in my father's hand and we drove over to his friend's house. Out came a pristine Browning A5. He gave it a quick look over and handed it to me, then placed the $150 in his friend's hands. A small conversation and we were off to our house.

It was a lesson on many levels. I still have the shotgun. It's still pristine.


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