I have an old H&R revolver my grandfather carried out in the fields of his farm in Kansas. When it came to me after his passing, it would not function. It's hardly worth the time to clean let alone restore, but restore it I did. Must ave carved half of the dirt in is farm out of the cylinder pivot and crane areas. The action was caked too. Spend an evening and got that pistola good as new. I've never fired it. Candidly, I don't trust it enough to send rounds down the pipe. It sits in my safe next to one of my childhood cap guns a subsequent home owner dug up from the yard, found me and sent it to me. My grandfather is gone. The older I get and the more I learn about him, the more I think we were the same kind of guy. Now I miss him. Thanks for posting your story.

My dad had an old Marlin 49D .22 rifle that I would have loved to have to remember him by, but his 2nd wife I am sure sold it (along with everything else he had) after he died.