Nice photos Garnett. Wish I had been there to see them.
I remember over 50 years ago, my aunt Shirley, who lived in the country outside of Richmond, had a Savage .410 single shot, hung up on a couple of nails in the pantry. I only saw her shoot it once, but she was constantly taking it down and carrying it to the front door with her if someone came to the door that she didn't know.
One time, a car load of kids pulled up after a football game and were yelling and throwing beer bottles out of the car, trying to get her daughter, my cousin Leigh, to come out. My aunt walked outside with the shotgun, striding toward the car, fired a blast in the air and broke the action to reload. The car peeled out.
Being a fancy-pants suburban kid from Fairfax, VA, I was greatly impressed.
She never allowed her husband to touch the Savage, because it was "her" gun! When he walked out on her, he left it right there on the wall.
Mannyrock
