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Kyle Wright

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There are guns in my safe that I could take or leave. And then there guns in my safe that because of my personal connection to them, no amount of money could buy.

Share with us here the story of the gun you value the most because of the personal connection you have with it.
 
By now many of you all have seen pics of my "Sin Cellar" but a little-known fact is that nearly all of the shotguns and some of the rifles (antique or otherwise) were either inherited from a close family member that has since passed or gifted by a close friend (or their estate). As such whenever I take those guns to the field (and I do regularly) I always cherish the memories they bring. It's like walking with an old friend or family member, and I always imagine that they are with me, watching and knowing that I still cherish what we shared and still think of them often.
That being said, a few that particularly stand out are my grandfather's (on my paternal side) Winchester Model 12 16 ga shotgun. It was manufactured in the early 20's and so it's about 100 years old. When I inherited it after my dad passed, the shotgun was a rusted heap. I paid more than it's actually worth to have it completely restored and now it's one of my most cherished heirlooms.

Another that stands out is my grandfather's (maternal side) 1906 Winchester Pump .22... same story, after he passed, I inherited it. it used to be his "barn gun" for shooting rats and varmints around his farm. When I inherited it, it was horribly rusted. I again paid more than it was worth to have it completely restored.

I have my Great Grandmother's old Stevens .22, and the last one I'll mention is an NVA Chinese SKS that was gifted to me by a very close friend that has since passed. He wrote it in his will that he wanted me to have it because he was concerned his family and especially his grandson would pawn it. He had been a Seabee during Vietnam and was creating an airstrip in the jungle when his group came under attack. A brief firefight ensued and after the NVA retreated into the jungle, he went over to where he had shot one of the attackers. He removed the SKS from the NVA's person and kept it. The rifle hangs, revered, in my Sin Cellar with the US Government authorization paperwork authorizing him to bring the rifle home, and the paperwork details the event. It was the only man he ever killed and was a very important memoir for my friend. As such I've cherished it.

Others are the Glock 34 that I won at a SWAT Conference/Competition that they engraved for me, The gold cerakoted AR 9mm SBR that the SWAT team engraved and presented to me upon my retirement from the team, and a black AR that my team in Special Investigations engraved with my badge number and gifted to me upon my retirement...

Attached are some pics of the Sin Cellar and some of these specific firearms I'm talking about.
 

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For no reason other than I love it, if I were to be buried, I'd want to be buried with my Henry All-weather .45-70. It's such cool gun and it can dead just about anything.

Edit: How did I forget this one?? My Sig P226 for two reasons. First, my dad gifted it to me when I graduated Boot Camp in 1993. Second, it is one of the very rare 226s that were mis-stamped "Lyson's Corner, VA" rather than the correct, "Tyson's Corner, VA." Reportedly only 1-200 got out before the mistake was caught.
 
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I have more that I don't have a connection with than ones I do.

I have a really old A5 that I got from my dad. He got it from his grandfather, he was the oldest grandson and so am I. That one is pretty special. Probably needs a little work, took it pheasant hunting in SD and it was a single shot at the time.
 
I have 3 guns I will not part with:
1. An early 1940's PPK which is waffen marked and is a war trophy bring back from my dad's Godfather.
2. My first duty pistol, One of the sprint run of 4566TSW made exclusively for WVSP.
3. My second duty pistol, a Gen 5 17.

Everything else I have some to a lot of attachment to, however, there's a price which would make me say "it's yours." The price is likely stupid on some but it's still a thing.
 
I played basketball in middle school and during my 8th grade season I started to grow like a weed. Now of course none of my pants were fitting and my sweet grandma decided she would take me for my birthday and get some new sweatpants. We couldn’t find anything that was long enough but also small enough as I only weighed 115lbs and stood right at 6’ tall. My papa not wanting me to walk out of Dick’s Sporting Goods (before they became gay and stopped selling firearms) empty handed had a better idea. A new Stoger STF 3000 in 20Ga. I affectionately call the gun sweatpants and it is one that’ll I’ll never part with. I have a few more I may post later but this is the one I cherish most.
 

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I'd have to find a decent picture, but my International Harvester M1. Family connection to IH, and shot it at Camp Perry the one time I was fortunate enough to go.
 
I got a lot of my collection while working in my pawn shop. A lot of those were just killer deals.

The personal connection are the ones I inherited or have been gifted to me along the way. My wife gifted me a British Enfield from 1918 and a Japanese Arisaka w the chrysanthemum on it that was a carry back. The first rifle I ever shot was my grandfather’s Ruger M77 .22lr in stainless steel. I have that one. It’ll be the first one my son shoots.

Funny enough, today would have been his birthday.
 
Great Grandpas 1898 Springfield Krag that he sporterized in the late ‘20s. Grandpas Savage Model 99 in .243 he gave me for my first deer rifle. My dad’s Ithaca Featherlight 12 gauge. Dad died a month before I was born. Grandpa taught me how to shoot so that old Savage takes the gold in the gun safe olympics. My rule is you never under any condition get rid of a gun that’s been inherited by family.
 
Great Grandpas 1898 Springfield Krag that he sporterized in the late ‘20s. Grandpas Savage Model 99 in .243 he gave me for my first deer rifle. My dad’s Ithaca Featherlight 12 gauge. Dad died a month before I was born. Grandpa taught me how to shoot so that old Savage takes the gold in the gun safe olympics. My rule is you never under any condition get rid of a gun that’s been inherited by family.
I follow your rule about never getting rid of a gifted gun. Just not sure where I'm going to put all of them.
 
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