Well, my wife convinced me that my impromptu day off would be better spent with my 18 month old son and she was right. Took a few old rifles which rarely see the light of day to the range in the morning and spent the rest of the day with my kid running amok in the mall and then at dinner, just the two of us. Too bad I missed what sounds like a fine collection of guns and companionship at the Vintagers, but there is always next year for that. Thanks for letting me attend vicariously through your stories and reports.
