Not a .410..but a Stevens..My Dad and Grandfather were bird hunters..We still have the farm in Indiana where I first walked with them. He bought me Remington 510 when I was 10 to shoot at our local NRA Rifle Club. I still have it. When I decided I needed a shotgun..of my own..Dad was not as interested as I thought he should be..but I kept the pressure up for a Christmas gun..This was 1959. I looked all over for where he MUST have hidden it...never found it..Xmas morning..there was the gun..a Stevens 311 20 gauge..26" M/IC.. This was at a time when I carried that gun on my bicycle ..on my morning paper route.. to stop at a woods along the way to hunt squirrels. I asked Dad where it had been..UNDER my bed..for the week before Xmas. Years ago, I had Dennis Smith restock it in XXX wood and convert it to straight grip. It and the 510 will go to my son... My Dad was quite a guy...j..PS... The gun was $68.50..I still have the hang tag..
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