The arthritis, the declining vision, the appreciation of a little extra weight for recoil and wobble reduction, the assurance of a smooth, controllable trigger rather than a hairy one... yeah, it's all in place now. Frankly, I have owned a lot of guns that actually sort of sucked to use even back in the day, but which the younger me was able to tolerate or compensate for; I was too proud to complain in any event.
Well, brothers and sisters, not any more!
When I take out a full size 92X at the range, I don't give a rat's rear what anyone thinks... hey, look at grandpa with his horse pistol. Well, I really AM a grandpa (by the grace of God), and still feel privileged to have learned to shoot what I did when I did, where I did. I'm also glad I can still shoot most guns well enough to occasionally gloat to myself, and if at the end of the session I don't feel like I slammed my hand in a car door, I'm way ahead of the game.
I will be keeping my eye on these new snubbies, because I may be old, but I am not too stubborn to admit a good thing as long as I can still perceive it.
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