Dad’s Browning

Dad’s Browning

“A poor man can only afford the best.” This was the mantra my father lived by. Dad was a professional firefighter for nearly 40 years in a midwestern town. A survivor of the Depression who lived on a farm without running water or electricity, he enlisted at age 17 to...

The Old Man

The Old Man

I called my buddy Ken Eversull the other day about doing some work on my old Parker. If you don’t know him, he is a gunsmith, for lack of a more fitting term, and an absolute genius at his art. He lives and practices his trade in Louisiana and has forgotten more about...

Holland & Holland: Masters of the Double Rifle

Holland & Holland: Masters of the Double Rifle

In the annals of “Best” firearms, Holland & Holland holds an unambiguous place: builder of the world’s finest double rifles. For more than a century, dangerous game hunters have prepared for their great unknowns by trekking to Mayfair in London’s West End. Their...

The Christmas Gift

The Christmas Gift

That year Tony’s mother forgot all about Christmas. None of us was surprised, and nobody blamed her. She had many other things on her mind.  Tony and I lived a few houses apart on Long Lake and for years had spent many of our spare hours together, exploring the lakes...

The Legacy of John M. Browning

The Legacy of John M. Browning

Never in the history of the world of firearms has one inventor contributed so much—and garnered so much attention and admiration—than John Moses Browning. Today, the Browning firearms and product line, the iconic Buckmark trademark and all things Browning, continue to...

Silence is Golden

Silence is Golden

Whether from the muzzle of a 416 Rigby, the tailpipe of a Harley Davidson, or the mouth of a politician, the abrupt release of a lot of hot air generates a bang. Usually a painfully loud bang.  In a historically odd turn of events, politicians have helped quiet...

The Beauty of the Single-Shot

The Beauty of the Single-Shot

My very first shotgun was a single-shot break-open Springfield 20-gauge. I have no recollection whatsoever about its choke or even its barrel length. For a long time, it was the only gun that I had, and I shot everything available with it. I honestly don’t remember...