It has been a while since I dusted off anything from inside the gun locker, clicked a couple of photos, and jotted down my thoughts. I am not sure how many firearms that I have not yet blathered about are on the rack; my guess is there are maybe a dozen or so. Most are just good old utility grade guns purchased for whatever mundane purpose or vicarious impulse that motivated me at the time. Completion of my gun blog entries will give me some closure; it will be my cue to, however reluctantly, do some estate planning. I need to formulate a timetable for the gainful disposal of my guns and the recreationally disposal of my ammo before the keeper of the master actuarial table calls my number. If I expire before properly disposing of my humble collection, my heirs will most likely give everything away to newly found “best friends” who offer to rid them of all that nasty ordnance.
Eventually the time will come for most of us to walk away from what we want and downsize to what we need; for me, during any stage of my life, five firearms with a few hundred rounds of ammo for each would have been bountiful. Idyllically, there is a good long life still ahead for me to do plenty of shooting and the time left to sell off the collection at a leisurely pace of a couple of guns every year. Whether my horizon is near or far, I will savor every blessing. The simple guns that I started with will be the ones I keep and cherish until the end.