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If I understood what some of the "pundits" on TV were saying, there is an automatic appeal of all military death sentences.   IF that is so (and I did say "IF") --- then put him on death row, ONLY offer pork and liquor -- no other foods.   With any luck, he'll starve to death before the sentence has to be carried out.  Or at least, he'll die KNOWING he's not gonna be a "good" Muslim ---- no virgins ---- sheep, goats, or anything else ----- waiting for him.   And even that's too good for him.

Dave, didn't know you were Jewish ... but everyone needs a profession, lol.   J/K

One other option -- Beretta Tomcat (3032). Not my first choice in a defensive round, but that little pop-up barrell -- and the low recoil -- and the ease of concealing -- ended up being my better half's EDC.  And I'd rather she have that .32 than nothing.   (She's pretty good with a .38 Special airweight, too, but doesn't want more than 5 or 10 rounds at a time.  With the Tomcat, she's good for a box of ammo at practice time.)   The techniques mentioned above may solve her problem, but it didn't work for the spouse.  'Course, neck and then cancer surgery have done a number on Joy's grip.  Hasn't hurt her aim, though!

Always heard that a smart man learns from his own mistakes, but a wise man learns from others' mistakes. Thanks, Dave, for sharing ... hope you heal quickly and completely.

He may not be crazy or mentally defective, but IMO he IS mentally deficient.  I just wish he'd move overseas, maybe help the Brits or Aussies with their troubles and leave our troubles alone.   On second thought, I suppose I shouldn't wish him on anyone else, either.  But I'm sick of the guy.

You may have hit on something with this nephew.  He's only 22, but likes the "old stuff" in several areas -- -- likes to hear and learn about the ways things were in my day, or even his grandfather's day.  An exception to that is in music.  He'll listen to, and like, older country (George Jones, Conway Twitty, or even Hank, Sr.) and my era of music -- CCR, Three Dog Night, etc.  But he likes to play (and listen) to what most young'uns today listen to - except rap.  Sorry, but speaking of "soul," this new stuff, country, pop, or R&R, don't have any.  And rap ain't music.

Gettin' old means seldom speeding.  Don't have the reflexes, eyesight, or nerve I once had. Also hate the thought of throwing money out the window, so to speak, to pay a speeding ticket.  Less cash available to spend on guns.   :shake:   Never have had a moving citation, either, though God (and many LEOs) know that I've deserved a boatload. 

Appreciate the advice.  I have enjoyed my 10-22, but know nothing of the current crop of bolt or lever actions. Don't need to really, as I left my eyesight somewhere, some years back.   The nephew doesn't appear to care one whit for any of my semi-auto pistols, but has seemed to take a liking to the Ruger Single Six and the Colt Frontier Scout, so I had been leaning toward a lever-action -- maybe a Henry -- also because he said he liked the "old-timey" stuff.  But a decent bolt action wouldn't be bad, either, I suppose.  Main thing I'd like to do is get him interested in shooting.  Since my son married, I don't have a shooting partner very often, and heck, every boy needs to know how to use a gun.  So far, I've loaded everything he's shot, and maybe, just maybe, one of his own might be the catalyst to get him involved in the shooting sports.   'Course, something to be said for a cheap starter, too.  Hadn't considered that he might park it in a corner and then sell or pawn it ...   Thanks again.

I need some input on a .22 rifle for my nephew -- who has never shown much interest in firearms.  He will occasionally shoot what I have with me, and is familiar with wheelguns (or enough so that I allow him to shoot mine).  He thinks he might like a .22 bolt action, or "an old-timey kind of rifle" (which I assume to mean a lever-action).  I don't know too much about .22 rifles, other than the Ruger 10-22 that I own -- and he doesn't show much interest in the semi-autos.   So I need a little help in deciding what he needs; something simple and reliable, but "fun" enough to peak his interest in shooting sports.  BTW, he's 22, so not a "kid" anymore.  Any ideas?  Thanks, folks ...

Not with the young 'uns at the station ... ... and that's a pity.  Funny, classic, and clean.  They also never heard Andy Griffith's "What it was, was football." 

According to a college professor I once had (a long while back), who was "fascinated" with the spelling of my surname, I am -- and I quote -- 50% English, 50% Irish, and about a fifth of Scotch.   Did some research on my own, and it appears that I am English on my Father's side and Scottish and Irish on my Mother's side.  Father's-side surname spelling changed between the 1850 and 1860 census, so I speculate that my long-ago ancestor was illiterate, and the census-taker spelled it the way it sounded.  Lots of that happened, it seems, as another side of the family has at least three different spellings since the 1820's -- -- at least on gravestones.  Pretty sure that particular side of the family's original surname meant "Son of Nick" --- which I take to mean that they raised the devil at some point in time.   I also had an ancestor who enlisted for Confederate service during the Civil War; note that I did not say "fought."  Seems he had to miss at least the majority of battles that his unit fought in due to -- and again, I quote -- suffering from the "diareers."    I hang my head in shame ... ... at least one idiot ancestor, maybe a whole clan who raised hell, and one with a spastic colon.

^^^^^ These ^^^^^ But I also like most anything that John Wayne did, too.  Not saying they are accurate.  I just like the Duke's war and western movies (well, except for a couple of real stinkers he made).  But then my favorite Duke movie was Hellfighters -- for some reason, lol.

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Welcome.  Appreciate the moniker -- Luke 5:20 and Hebrews 11:1 ... ...

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No matter how fast a fire department -- or law enforcement agency -- responds, it ain't as quickly as someone can respond who is already there.  Always heard that all fires can be extinguished with 8 ounces of water -- very early, or very, very late.  So I vote for the extinguisher (and in the case of necessity, the firearm --- just don't get the two confused, lol).

Been going to the same barber shop for several years.  One barber is an older guy (which is saying a lot, considering my age), and the other barber is a younger female.  Both charge 8 bucks -- 50 cents for a haircut, $2.50 "finders fee" to locate my hair, and $5 to trim my eyebrows and ears ... ... ... I know ... ... disgusting, ain't it?

I've seen too much NOT to believe in prayers and miracles, so prayers going up to the Great Physician.

  Very true, OS.  I will, however, confess to one childhood memory: squating once, about age 6 or 7, in a fine crop of poison ivy.  To this day, I am dang near expert at locating -- and avoiding -- poison oak, poison ivy, and poison sumac. Some things just make such an impression on a young mind that one NEVER forgets. 

I'm with ya'll on the chiggers and ticks.  Hate anything that sneaks up on ya and then sucks your blood.  But for me, bad as I hate chiggers, ticks, and 'skeeters, I have to put leeches at the top of the list of loathsome creatures.

:bowrofl: Enjoyed BOTH vids in this thread.  But I think they left out one other option:  "I carry a .45 because Chuck Norris is too heavy." :jester:

Shortly after we married, my better half bought me a Taurus .38 Special (nickel, 4" bbl) at the local hardware store.  Must have been in '77 or '78, maybe.  And no, I no longer have it.  No clue on the model number.  I've owned a few Taurus revolvers and semi's since, and for the most part, they have been good working tools.  But THAT one, the .38, was a genuine piece of garbage.  Don't know if it was me or the gun, but I couldn't hit a 4' x 4' sign with it at 25 feet.  Also, every 6th time the trigger was pulled, it made a grinding noise that riveled the noise of the round going off.  It was hard to get the cylinder to open, and EVERY time two of the spent casings had to be FORCEFULLY driven from the cylinder.  I remember selling it to a local LEO -- and after noticing this thread, I called him up and HE STILL HAS IT!  He told me that he hated to palm it off on anyone else ... ... but thankfully, he doesn't seem to hold it against me ...   First handgun I ever purchased was a little Colt .22 Frontier Scout (60-something bucks).  Still have it.  And to reed1285, I bought a S&W 5906 for my first "defensive caliber" weapon, and I still have it.  I've since bought a couple of others, sold or traded them, but I still have that first one.  I added a 5903 a couple of years back.  Absolutely LOVE to shoot them.  Vision problems have hampered sight acquisition in recent years, but both of these are natural pointers (for me, anyway).  Doubt that I will ever part with either of them.

Thanks, RL&S -- and you are right; the noise of a lot of ammo cooking off can be troublesome, especially to new guys who haven't experienced it before.  Have seen guys hide behind an apparatus on  occasion.  Best story I have on this subject was a few years back when we were working a structure with an ammo cookoff.  Local preacher and a couple of his congregants showed up early in suppression, and were asked to step back on three different occasions.  Just like a moth to a flame, it was only a few minutes before they were back up and in danger of getting smacked should we have a collapse.  Preacher asked, "what's that? sounds like popcorn."  A .45 ACP shell casing landed about 8" in front of his foot, and I said, "That's ammo cooking off."  He said, "Maybe we'd better back up a little."  We didn't have to tell them again!  Really, no danger from the ammo, but a structural collapse was a very real probability.  As someone a lot smarter than I am once said, no harm, no foul.  Lost the structure, but everybody left in one piece.  That's a good day in our line of work ...   In the preacher's defense, he was only there to offer help to the property owner.  But it never ceases to amaze me how many folks will rise bodily harm until they can see, with their own eyes, a risk (or in the case of that ammo, a percieved risk).  In any event, no animals, human or otherwise, were harmed in this instance.  Delay in detection, lack of water, and a few other factors played a part in the loss of property, but we got to go home with no injuries to our guys or the public -- and that IS a good day!