Back in the 50's essentially all cops carried the .38 Police revolver. What Ed's carry piece was for barrel length is lost in the mists of Time. Clearly, it wasn't a Buntline Special, and I never actually saw a snubbie until I was 18.
The first time Dad bought me ten clays at the Sportsman Club trap range, I busted the first five, so he stopped and brought his buddies out of the clubhouse to watch, at which time I busted the next two out of five.
My Dad was a Police Officer back in the 50's he carried a full-length pencil barrel 38 specialBack in the 50's essentially all cops carried the .38 Police revolver. What Ed's carry piece was for barrel length is lost in the mists of Time. Clearly, it wasn't a Buntline Special, and I never actually saw a snubbie until I was 18.
My guess is it was the 5". Being a cop in Rockville Center in 1950 was the dullest occupation possible. Nobody used their service pieces like today. They just fargin wore them. So weight made the 5" the most popular.
I gave my sister one, and Scooter one. I am of the opinion they both lost them.
I never liked clays , they trained you to shoot in a sweeping pattern from left to right.
Yup, quail are fairly easy to hit.....doves are a challenge. Practicing with clay would help a lot with a dove.
In those days in Rockville Center big crimes was mostly people not putting their garbage cans back in less than 10 minutes of pick up. Still not much happens there and it is still a money area in spite of the Diocese of Rockville Center is bankrupt due to lawsuits over sexual abuse...Back in the 50's essentially all cops carried the .38 Police revolver. What Ed's carry piece was for barrel length is lost in the mists of Time. Clearly, it wasn't a Buntline Special, and I never actually saw a snubbie until I was 18.
My guess is it was the 5". Being a cop in Rockville Center in 1950 was the dullest occupation possible. Nobody used their service pieces like today. They just fargin wore them. So weight made the 5" the most popular.
I gave my sister one, and Scooter one. I am of the opinion they both lost them.
We hunted Bob White Quail and Mourning Doves, as well as ducks and geese. I was hunting them with a 12 ga single long before I got to shoot trap. We have Mountain Quail here, and like the Bob Whites they explode at your feet, startling you if not soiling your drawers.
Im happy if I hit the toilet with accuracy...
Same with pheasants. I never used a dog. I'd walk the fence rows where other people's dogs had chased 'em and had to damn near step on 'em before they'd flush. Never failed to get my limit.
