Dave Tercek
10-03-2015, 10:27 AM
My wife and I just returned home from a two week vacation road trip up the New England coast. The trip was nice but as far as gun shops go it was pretty dry. There were some some nice doubles at Kittery trading , but nothing memorable.
The last day of our trip took us past a small shop with a road sign advertising antiques,gifts, guns and ammo. I thought what the hell it's a rainy morning with not much to do. I went in to see the typical small shop with low end sporting guns and black guns. I fellow came out who I assume was the manager or owner. I asked him if he had any old doubles for sale. He said he did get some in on occasion but had a list of people to call when he did. I was ready to leave when he said he wanted to show me something. I waited a few minutes, then he came back out and handed me a beautiful B grade , 20g, Parker. After a minute of trying not droll he took it from my hands and went again to the back room. He then came back out with a Parker G grade , .410, again in fantastic condition. Again I had about a minute to examine it. The guns were owned by the store and not for sale. I was standing there kind of stunned when I saw him leaving the store for lunch. I guess he probably knew I had a hundred questions to ask. I ran him down in parking lot to thank him for showing them to me. We parted ways. It was a high light of my trip, but also very frustrating not to be able to find out more about them.
Dave
The last day of our trip took us past a small shop with a road sign advertising antiques,gifts, guns and ammo. I thought what the hell it's a rainy morning with not much to do. I went in to see the typical small shop with low end sporting guns and black guns. I fellow came out who I assume was the manager or owner. I asked him if he had any old doubles for sale. He said he did get some in on occasion but had a list of people to call when he did. I was ready to leave when he said he wanted to show me something. I waited a few minutes, then he came back out and handed me a beautiful B grade , 20g, Parker. After a minute of trying not droll he took it from my hands and went again to the back room. He then came back out with a Parker G grade , .410, again in fantastic condition. Again I had about a minute to examine it. The guns were owned by the store and not for sale. I was standing there kind of stunned when I saw him leaving the store for lunch. I guess he probably knew I had a hundred questions to ask. I ran him down in parking lot to thank him for showing them to me. We parted ways. It was a high light of my trip, but also very frustrating not to be able to find out more about them.
Dave