Over all the years I have owned my own firearms, which has been since about the mid to late seventies, I can think of only one that I do not usually miss and that I most certainly do not regret getting rid of. That is one and the same as the RG pistol in .25 Auto that was my first pistol (in fact the first gun I ever owned). It was an out and out piece of junk. One of the best things I ever did was when I took it apart and threw its pieces in different parts of a salt water bay. It was just that crappy. Of course, if I think of it as my first gun, well then I can get all nostalgic and actually begin to miss it, that is until I remember what a piece of junk it was and then I am again happy that I just rid myself of it forever.
With every other gun I have gotten rid of, that I can think of right now, I have always had regrets, sooner or later, once it was gone. That goes for my Charter Arms 38, my 4" and 2.5" S&W Model 66 revolvers, my 2nd 2.5" S&W Model 66, my Ruger Mini 14, my Remington 870 Wingmaster, my Charter Arms Path Finder, my few (at least 4) Beretta Jetfires (.25 ACP), my Browning BLR in .358 Winchester, my CVA .45 caliber Philadelphia Derringer (a kit gun), my J.C. Higgins 22 rifle, my first Marlin 336 in .35 Remington (missed it so much I had to get another), two Yugo SKS rifles (even though I kept another), a Mosin Nagant M44 even though in only fair condition and whatever else once owned that I got rid of one way or the other. As a matter of fact, sometimes I almost kick myself in the head because of some of the guns i have sold. That Marlin 336 was pre-safety with a gold plated trigger and was just soooo sweeeet. Then again, the sale of the marlin was nothing as compared to my selling of the Browning. Selling that Browning BLR was probably the stupidest move I ever made with a gun. I bought it for a song, sold it for a decent profit and just miss the hell out it! I don't care if the ammo for it goes for around 2 bucks a round. It was a great rifle and shot one heck of a great caliber round. Ouch, I just kicked myself. To one extent or another same goes for everything I sold, I deserve to be kicked in the head or elsewhere a bit lower down wherein brains sometimes wind up!
Oh well, life goes on and there are plenty more out there to buy and the next gun show within about a hundred miles of my house is in about a week and a half in Middletown, NY. Guns, guns guns, guns - I just never seem to get enough of em. They are lots of fun to shoot, interesting to collect, useful hunting tools, a part of my work life, and are just comforting to have at hand in the event I ever need them to defend me or my loved ones and the Constitution (hopefully it will never get to that).
You know, now that I think of it - maybe I should have kept the RG .25 Auto.
All the best,
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