J. Mark Flint #31954 LIFE

Thank You Allie Mo. No desire to insult you whatsoever. Have a good day.

Good thing I am not a veteran or on social security then! My parents talked me out of joining the army or the air force. I regret that at times. If only the good die young, my danger level is low since I am past young anyway lol

One of my grandfathers worked in a Pawn shop for quite a while and my father worked in one the last 2-3 years of his life. Pawn shops will keep records on pawned items. They would in the past, also buy items outright and those were often left "off the books" especially if the price was "too good" I'd like to believe the owners were the ones that were responsible for the under the table deals, but I knew my grandfather well enough to suspect otherwise.

My dad passed at 62, his dad at 63-my uncle was nearly 80 when he passed though and my maternal grandfather was 72 or 73. The women in the family live well into their 90's So I can relate. As to not allowing my corpse to vote democrat . . . I may have to add that to the letter

Started and ended that way. Thanks and hope you are well.

Pretty sure they are Hydroshock brand bullets in all seriousness

Manny, Moe and Jack

The law evolves (and unfortunately at times devolves) constantly In the Old West it would be very dependent upon the jurists involved In Ft Smith you would hang, further west it would become increasing less likely.

Well, they are each 3-4 hours away at their various college, but I've seen them both in the last two weeks. We have no issues and I have raised far finer men than I ever could have expected. Thanks for the prayers and thoughts Blackwater, you may want to check your welder leads for firecrackers for now on

Not nearly as much as I want! I have been guilty of all the seven deadly sins, Not every one every day, but enough that if there is a God, she is probably disappointed in me. Lust Gluttony Greed Sloth Wrath Envy Pride Thanks all. Charley I am the same age, though my two boys are 19 and 21. I've been divorced for over 16 years. I have always tried to teach my children what was important in life, So far they have apparently listened enough to satisfy me. Thanks for the thoughts. WB, always a pleasure-thank you.

Probably McDonalds. I'd at least bring a sick friend a 5 guys burger . . .

The oil also makes for a nice quench for fire blued parts!

Thanks Pat, but I'm low on virtual saloon currency and I don't know if dead men get credit. Thanks for the prayers too, though I'm not much into that myself.

I have a relatively minor low risk surgery coming up next week. Nonetheless, I have prepared a will and a Durable Healthcare Power of Attorney. The last thing I completed is an instruction list for my sons on where the insurance policies are, where all the vehicle titles are and how to get into the gun safes etc. I'll be leaving it all with an attorney friend in the event anything unexpected happens. I've tried to tell my sons how I feel about them, and I think they know. But as I finalize a letter I hope they never read what else do any of you recommend I put in the final letter? As to each of you-if things go bad, I want you to each know that the SASS family has been very influential in my life and I appreciate each of you-especially the ones I have picked on and insulted.

Probably a valid self defense case, IIRC self defense is based upon the defenders reasonable belief- but in defense of others, you had better be correct though as the standard is less inclusive

I guess you would have to determine the going rate for used brass in each caliber to answer your question. https://www.starlinebrass.com/380-auto-brass https://www.starlinebrass.com/9mm-luger-brass Prices are comparable, so I think you are right to turn down the offered deal

Could?

Upon meeting Captain Burcher, he straighted up and gave me a smart salute. "Wars over Captain, I'm just a civilian these days." Captain Burcher nodded "Suppose so." dropping his hand and extending it for a handshake instead. I shook his hand firmly before continuing. "Seems you have plans laid out, where can a broken down old war horse be of assistance?" I asked Captain Burcher looked at me "Well that depends, hows your long range shooting these days?" I smiled "Can't hardly hit anything smaller than a man at 1000 yards, but a man's still a big target. I'm just as happy up close though." Captain Burcher looked at the scalp hanging from my pommel "And that? is it really necessary?" I nodded "Absolutely, I ain't no Archie Clement, but sometimes, you need to make the enemy aware of what is in store for them. They'll see the body. They'll either get mad or scared. Either way it's good for us"

Love Story

Not hard to change. Perhaps have a plate inletted to cover the markings and have something you like laser engraved on the same.

""One thing before we go." I said quietly as I drew my knife and quickly scalped the dead man, hanging his hair from my saddle horn. "Now let's go forth and finish this.

It is cool, but there is no way I am straddling a steam boiler!

After Cactus Jack Calder had left I spoke with UB for a few more minutes before I decided to join the game, so to speak. "UB, I believe I'll ride over to Doc Ward's place and see if I can offer my assistance. I don't suppose you would consider deputizing me?" UB scratched his chin and pondered a moment. "I know you wore a badge a few times, you sure you want one again?" I shook my head "No, not sure at all. Prefer to make my own call most of the time." UB nodded "I figured as much." No I don't think a badge is the right look for you these days. Go do what you think is right." I shook his hand and headed to the livery to fetch my horse and gear.

Goes to an old saying, "Sleep is a weapon" I saw it first said by Robert Ludlum in regard to the Jason Bourne charachter

I stopped by the Sheriff's office, curious about the prisoner I'd helped operate on. "UB, how's that prisoner doing?" i asked as I walked in. UB motioned toward the coffee pot and I poured myself a cup. "Doc says he'll be ready to fit a peg leg to the stump in a few months, if they don't hang him." UB chuckled, "seems a waste of good lumber if you ask me." I nodded, "Can't disagree." In the small office, the prisoner heard every word "Ain't it bad enough you you crippled me, now I have to listen to you talk about me like I was some kind of animal." I laid my guns on the desk and approached the cell "Mister, I'd not mistreat an animal, but what you got, you asked for." About that time Jack Calder walked in the door.