My dad shot a 16; I've never cared to shoot anything else. I have a couple of 12's, a couple of 20's, and a little sxs .410, but when I got afield it's a 16ga I want hanging over my arm.

It would be foolish and maudlin to insist that the 16 is irreplaceable; it obviously isnt. It had its day and now it seems that day is over. Yet, somehow, I feel a warm spot in my heart when I meet a man whiling away an afternoon over a couple of bird dogs and when we stop to chat, the sleek lines of his double gun whisper Sixteen. Theres a magic in it to him that has its roots in days probably, and sadly, no longer with us. It makes me wish that things were a bit different than they are - and glad to know that there is someone carrying a little gun as much out of affection, or more so, than a proven belief in its ballistics..... Gene Hill, Shotgunners Notebook.

The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits. - Albert Einstein