All I want, at present, is one small box of .32-20, just one. Stuff is rare as hen's teeth. Can't find it. None, and it ticks me off.
See, the thing is I want to shoot. I miss the faint odor of gun powder. The thump of lead (the real stuff) as it slaps a target, and I sorely miss the fine company of my friends.
For far too long I've denied myself the therapy of the gun range and the fellowship of my friends. And, I've a new toy. It requires this most antique cartridge. The load is still manufactured - when component parts are available. Every source is badged back ordered, or out of stock.
Anyway, soon. Soon I'll take the fresh air and sling lead.
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As an aside...we're both fine. She's out of pain and the mass the doctors found in my lower body isn't....
Thank the Lord.
To all of you...my sincere thanks. You're good people.
Stephen