by Inspiribomb on Wed Oct 04, 2017 6:36 pm
Read on if you have time for a little story...
Years ago, an act of kindness was bestowed upon me by a board member here that I've held onto dearly. You see, I wasn't always great at managing my money, I drank too much, and didn't really think about the future. I don't remember all the "hows" or "whys," but at some point I managed to dig myself into a hole that required me to sell off most of my guns. I wasn't in awful debt, but I had very little in my bank account, and had a large house payment, dogs to take care of, and a healthy appetite for booze that all had to be fed. Looking back, I'm rather ashamed to admit it, but I believe that I reached out to the members here, asking if someone had a cheap handgun they would be willing to let me buy or use until I could get things straightened out. There was a certain member here who reached out to me promptly, and within short order, met me to show what he had for me. It was nicer than anything I could have imagined, although nothing fancy. If my memory serves, it was a Smith and Wesson 5906. All stainless steel, nice heft (I used to repair vintage stereo equipment so appreciate anything with some weight to it), a quality piece that I wouldn't need to worry about failing if, God forbid, I ever needed to use it. Far better than I deserved. This individual even had a holster for me so that I could carry it, and took the time to patiently go through all the functions of this gun. I seem to recall that it would automatically drop the slide when a mag was inserted.
We parted ways, and I carried that gun for a period of time that I can't recall. At some point, I must have bought a new handgun, and as I said I would, returned the gun to its rightful owner. I will never forget that mustache or the twinkle in his eye. He liked to carry the classic 1911, and even had a screen name that reflected that.
His name was Pete.
He didn't know me, and had never met me outside of seeing letters typed on a screen. Certainly didn't owe me anything. I really wish I had known him better, as I can tell he was a great man and kind person from how he is spoken of, and even from my brief acquaintance with him. Maybe once I pass on I'll have the honor of seeing him again. It is in the spirit of that act of kindness that made me want to do this auction. I don't know Jim and may never meet him in person, but I sincerely hope the money helps his beloved pup and buys them many great years of happiness and friendship together. I sometimes wish I still drank, because I'd down a bottle of single malt scotch to toast Pete, Jim, his pup, and the awesome people here that make me believe that there is still good left in humanity.
Aaron