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I should tell you about my Dodge Power Wagon with the 12 guage hole in the windshiled and brains all over the back...that was a Parkman truck.

Ok...I'm back...Well...btw it's my nephew and niece and they're his kids. So...he couldn't make it in MI HE SOLD MY TRAILER while he was there.. my wife and the pastor said I had to forgive him..so I lost my travel trailer. He comes back and we're working together again (he hated working with me but I made him money)...he makes a deal with a buddy of mine for an RG(?) single action piece of junk and asked me to build him a "fast draw western style holster" I did...When I took the gun and holster to him I had unloaded the gun...I'd checked and practiced with it so I KNOW it's unloaded. I handed him the holster and gun...he put it on...(here comes the scary part) he did a couple of fast draws...pulling the trigger...and BANG! The bullet goes over my head and is heading for his wife when it hits a solid oak wood turning his second son had made in shop class. The bullet almost made it all the way through...one of the grooves in the bullet caught on the last fiber of wood...slowed it down...stopped it and it hit his wife in the foot. the turning not the bullet. I snatched the gun out of his hand and there were 2 more bullets in it. I don't know how he loaded it but I'm sure he did. So, now I won't go anywhere with him when he has a gun. 3 or 4 months later his kid says, "Wanna go bird hunting?" "Sure." When we get to the ranch, Gene is there...with a shotgun. He turns and says hi and the gun goes off and shoots his kid in the arm. That's it...now I won't go anywhere with them...period. 7 years later...after his NASTY divorce, when it comes out in court that he's sleeping with all 4 daughters and three sons and filming it...and selling the movies...my son got him drunk and Gene confessed that he'd been trying to kill me and making it look "accidental"

We were working in Billings Montana. (I did steel siding for a lot of years) I had bought a travel trailer because motel rooms were expensive. My brother in law had his 18 year old nephew and 15 year old niece working on the crew. The niece and my brother in law were staying in a motel "I don't want her exposed to funny uncles." A double bed room. Well...I didn't see them getting up one morning so I banged on the door and walked in on them in the same bed. Didn't even cross my mind what you're thinking right now. Gene came over to the trailer. My gun was on the bed..M29 Highwaypatrolman .357. He picked it up and stuck his finger in the trigger guard. As he was bringing it down across my body he was pulling the trigger. Of course I didn't think a thing of it until it went off. I grabbed him and said, "Gene, I don't know what I did to make you mad but don't shoot me again." Well...suddenly it's a big accident and he's sorry and all that...When he realized I still had my leg we went to the hospital...(what I didn't know was he thought I knew he was sleeping with his daughter...he was and had been for years.. he was afraid I was going to tell his wife.) I didn't suspect a thing. He was trying to make it look like an accident, but the cylinder strap held the cylinder too tight and it didn't go off until it was at my leg. Ok...we're walking out of the hospital...Gene and Kim had gone back to the trailer and picked up the daughter and a mattress and sleepingbag. We headed for home. Hey...it's August 1976 and hot as billy blue blazes. I unzipped the sleeping bag and flopped it off me. The doc had cut my BRAND NEW LEVIS right up the seam...I fell asleep...here's the funny part..I got sunburnt...from the bullethole all the way to my hip..flaming red sunburnt. The doc in Billings told me to see the doc in Sheridan...he saw the red streak and thought I had blood posioning and stuck me in the hospital for 5 days...IV's and all that...then he went camping for a week. He got back...the sunburn had tanned...I explained...he sent me home...where my daughter grabbed my leg ...I reacted just like you think and my wife sent me to the bighorn mountains with her brother... Where I got charged by a moose and shot it...had to go to court...off on selfdefense from a wild animal. After the ordeal, my brother in law decided he wanted to go back home and was unloading my trailer so he could "borrow" it. He decided he couldn't take his Dan Wesson back to MI so he sold it to my pastor. It was in the trailer. He stepped out of the door with his hand on the trigger...BLAM! Right across my shoulder without hitting me. Went across the street through the neighbors garage door, hit a can of WD40 through the back wall and through several sheets drying on the clothesline...but wait...there's more...I'll be back

The bad part was the 3 more "accidental" discharges of a firearm in my general direction over the next 6 months...with a couple of closecalls. Same brother in law. You do know the number two causes of divorce?

my nephew passed out when they took off my boot...with the calf muscle out of the skin and the leg in there too it didn't bleed much...until they took off the boot and he hit the floor.

ya know...it didn't hurt until I was walking out to the truck after getting out of the emergency room. There's a ton more to the story but I don't want to bore ya.

That's one ugly leg!!

Ok...took pics...I need to load my picture junk...

Yeah...I'm old Fibula tibula...like that...them bones. I have a nifty scar but no pice...my kids will tell you that I'm so old they didn't have paintbrushes, let alone having cameras

It blew the entire calf muscle out the bullethole ...disgusting! . The Xrays show a sprial groove running down the tibula, each time the bullet passed between the two bones it chipped the fibula bone so it's got little notches. The bullet fully expanded and shed the jacket along with about 100 tiny lead flakes (they make for an "interesting" Xray.) half the bullet is imbedded in the tibula just before the ankle but behind the achilles tendon. My foot dragged for 5 years. The gun was in the holster...not cocked...the holster strap was buttoned securely around the cylinder. with the strap fastened I couldn't pull the trigger.

I didn't have a choice...I'd rather not be in it either. And it was my own gun...Said the XBIL. "I'll just put it away...the kids might get into it." There's quite the story about it and the aftermath...if it's got to do with math and me it's a disaster!

Besides me... .357 to the calf. 110 grain HP loaded to 1600fps. Thank you ex brotherinlaw.

I fear for my .54 cal flinter...it's larger than a .50bmg and that makes it a cannon

To quote a quote: "You're not getting old...the music DOES suck!"

You missed the best part: "This is the second major Indiana Supreme Court ruling this week involving police entry into a home. On Tuesday, the court said police serving a warrant may enter a home without knocking if officers decide circumstances justify it. Prior to that ruling, police serving a warrant would have to obtain a judge's permission to enter without knocking. "

I really want to see where this one goes.

I read about it on the net...one of those northeast states...if it's north and east of TN it's included

yup...different state...so I was wondering. it's a state where the sheriff can deny without cause

How many people have heard of women being denied a carry permit because she'd been assaulted. "she just wants revenge so she can't have one"

Only one? CZ 52...if I can't hit 'em I can ruin eardruns

They sure got expensive quick

Remember Pat Paulson? He ran...kinda. He woulda got my vote...but Eldrige Cleaver did.

Yup...what he said

Water? Ice? Sugar water? (soda) Water is to wash with. Ice is to damn cold Soda is too sweet. Whisky is for drinking...straight! I still have a quart of Popcorn Suttons Squeezins...now that's good stuff!

I have heard (on You Tube) that the hammer safety comes off really easy and people "forget" to put it back on. Since it's not a factory original part...