Another Tideland story. In the early '80's I cashed out a CD and went to Easton with a pocketfull of cash to buy a gun. I was 24 and that money was burning a whole in my pocket. I stopped at Tideland and the fellow there wouldn't let me handle any of the guns. I guess he figured I was wasting his time. He asked if I was going to buy anything and I told him not without handling it, but he still refused. So I stopped at Albright's next and Larry Albright invited me to go behind the counter and handle anything I like. Of course I left there with a nice English gun that I still have. That Tideland guy deserved to go under.
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