tunes,
That's one I couldn't sell. I offered to buy it from him if he ever wanted to sell, which he didn't. I had offered deer hunting on my land to him and his wife 20 something years before, and they had hunted with me every year since. Then, his wife was diagnosed with abdominal cancer. When she succumbed to it, and my wife and I went to her funeral, her husband asked me to eat breakfast with him at home. He walked into the room with the Manton and handed it to me and said that it had been his wife's dying wish that I have the gun. I tried to refuse it, but I could see that he, in his grief, was adamant that his dead wife's wish be honored. So, that's how it came to be in my safe. And, it HAS been fired now, in memory of Blanche.
Stan
