Well Pards,
Today is an auspicious occasion. You see a few years ago while serving as a Deputy Sheriff I was injured on duty and it ended my career. Now as we all know Law Enforcement is a contact sport and I'm grateful that the Lord was watching over me. But after the smoke cleared and the bills started to pile up I needed to bring in some money post haste. So with a tear in my eye I was forced to parted with my CAS firearms. However, since I sold my shooters to only friends and family we made the agreement that if ever the chance arose that I would in fact be allowed to buy them all back. So after six long years of physical and financial recovery I decided to give my old partner a call to see if he might return my long lost and dearly departed shooters to the loving arms (and holsters) of their right full owner. Well needless to say, when a true friend gives his word he keeps it and that's exactly what he did. So this afternoon with a knock on the door, my buddy returned my 66 Yellow Boy, my 1878 coach gun and both of my stainless 357 New Vaqueros. Yes sir, it feels like Christmas came early today. But to be honest, the best present is knowing that I have friends that are as good as their word.
Take care