My first Luger came from Dad, back in 1993 or so. At that time he had accumulated some firearms for 25 years, always dealing with a tight bugdet and my mom complains, and he simply gave them to me. But the Luger always held a special place in his heart. and I still remember the day he brought it home when I was 10 - it looked so HUGE in my child hands...
It is a mismatched and reblued gun, with a Navy sight, but I still have it and won't sell it. Few more joined this one, but it is still Dad's Luger for me.
Douglas.
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