Years ago in Tulsa I was meandering around the tables and found an absolutely delightful Belgium double of fairly high quality. I fondled it for quite awhile and the price was going to be right. I almost pulled the trigger but some past experiences live momentarily in me. I told the seller I thought we had a deal but before completing it I wanted to measure the bores and wall thickness. Hurried back to where I had left the gauges and came back. Bores were quite a bit oversized but that didn’t deter me but then I calibrated my wall thickness gauge and ran it in. I thought at first my measurement was in error but recalibrated and tried it again—.010! My heart sank and I laid the gun down and asked the seller if he wanted to know what I had found. He just turned and ignored me, not offering any acknowledgement. Saved once again with my trusty tools!


When an old man dies a library burns to the ground. (Old African proverb)