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Thursday, July 2, 2009

An ammo flash from the past

A friend emailed me this 1943 Pat Coffey photo where foreman Bob Tuder shows an inspector the base of one cartridge among thousands at the Remington Arms factory in Bridgeport, Conn. World War II was still underway.

For those wishing that they could make their own cache of ammo, LeadChucker reviews the Dillon 550 press
here and here.




2 comments:

Hammer said...

I've got a dillon and it can indeed crank out the ammo.

We could use some of the ammo in that pic right now.

James A. Zachary Jr. said...

You know you are living a good life if your basement looks like that photo.