Mike Franzen, "how grandpa came to own the gun" is an interesting subject. When I was in college, I shot skeet at a local Izaak Walton League, along with a couple of guys who were also in the University. One was a gun bug, the other not so much. A couple of years went by and we lost contact. One night, "not so much" called and told me to come to his home near Annapolis to look at a gun for him. It was a rainy Sunday morning when I arrived at his home on the Severn. On the dining room table, he had laid out a worn and abused prewar Pigeon Grade Superposed and a gorgeous AHE Grade Parker trap gun. He asked if I were interested in the Browning and I told him I was not. He then said that I would be buying the Parker, because he had some expenses he had to take care of. I told him I couldn't afford the Parker and he replied that I could afford it. He said that I would write him a check for $2200.00. So that is one way "Grandpa" can end up with a hot Parker. I protested that the gun was worth several times what he was asking. He rose above my protests and forced me to take the gun.
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