I remember walking home about a mile-and-a-half (in the Summer heat, in Tempe, Arizona) the day of the Moon landing, with friends Jim and John, after bowling a few lines @ Tempe Bowl. The RED CARPET Lounge, in the bowling alley, had an exterior sign missing some letters. As we were irreverent high-schoolers, it was always the Ed Carp Lounge to us!
We came home to watch the history on our televisions.
Interesting that there is a direct line from JFK asking we land on the Moon ‘in this decade’ (certainly as a technology/arms race with the Soviet Union), to the Moon landing, to further development of solid-state technologies leading us to personal computers, the Internet and cellular telephones.
We didn’t know the half of it watching Neil and Buzz!
But we were proud.
h/t Theo Spark
Before I moved (and subsequently) I took a hard look at those things I was taking with me. I left many things behind, simply because I wasn’t using them and I’d no place to put them. And I didn’t want them gathering dust in some storage locker based on the mistaken idea I’d eventually be able to free them for use.
So, it’s been over six months, and I’m still unpacking and looking for a real or metaphorical shoe horn with which to insert the remaining boxes of books, gun stuff, electronic gizmos and wiring and other effluvia into my new digs.
And friend Bob made a suggestion. Part of what I’m ‘saving’ is a box containing assorted firearms stuff. Stuff I no longer use, as I no longer have said firearms. Holsters; ammunition; magazines, reloading stuff. (Before you start emailing me, I’m not selling anything that might have legal restrictions over the Internet!) And I’m left-handed.
I’m not selling the ammo, as while I am a capitalist, I don’t wish to inadvertently arm some miscreant. And it only increases in value. I might sell the holsters, although piecemeal over the ‘net is probably small return.
But, locally, I could sell magazines I’m no longer using! Empty magazines. At least until such time they become controlled or illegal. Backpage, here I come!
Hasn’t happened, yet. Like Congress, I’m a procrastinator…
Give me a couple weeks…
I always kind-of liked the .45 ACP revolvers. I don’t know if it was because they were revolvers in my favorite semiautomatic pistol caliber, or because of their history, or both.
After the U.S. Military adopted the .45 ACP semiautomatic pistol of John Moses Browning (PBUH) in 1911, production was fairly slow, what with no war, and all.
Suddenly, WWI broke out, and while production increased, it just couldn’t keep up. And the War Department had plenty of ammunition in .45 ACP, but not enough guns to use it in.
Some enterprising individual decided to incorporate moon clips to hold the rimless cartridges in place, and then they could be used in revolvers. Some were bored out to take the cartridge, some manufactured from scratch, because production was quicker than building a whole new 1911 pistol.
Clips holding two and three cartridges were utilized. Later, full moon clips were developed for the civilian market. A surprising side-effect of the full moon clips was one could reload these revolvers somewhat rapidly (with practice).
I used to know skilled IPSC competitor who could change moon clips in his 1917 revolver, shot-to-shot, as rapidly as most average shooters could change magazines in a semiautomatic pistol.
When Smith & Wesson came out with the ‘Model of 1989’, I had to have one. Five inch barrel, full under barrel lug, stainless. What was not to like?
The problem? I was no longer competing. And, while I did have a custom holster maker build me a concealment holster for N Frame Smiths, this N Frame with the full under lug was just too much gun to conceal easily, especially in Phoenix in the Summer.
So, she became another safe queen. And like the others, is now long gone.