I don't know if I've ever told his story on here before but I was thinking about it today for some reason and thought I'd share. I suspect that a good number of people on tman have had similar interactions.
I can't remember the legislative particulars, but under Slick Willy's 1st term, the Dems got the "assault weapons ban" passed and the prices of ARs went up considerably. I had (and still have) a Mini-14 and didn't think I needed an AR (I've never liked that platform's balance in my hands) but my older brother talks me into things sometimes (not as much anymore because I've gotten "wiser" over time ;)). Anyway, he was down in metro Phoenix doing a medial internship and when I told him the price of an AR that I seen in a small local gun shop, he said, "buy it, and I can flip it down here for another $500"- famous last words. So, I bought the AR, I think it was an "Olympic Arms" variety, and when it was all said and done, I had about $1,100 in it.
Well, Newt baby and the Rs won control of the House in 1994 and either they put the brakes on the anti-semi automatic, large magazine capacity rifles and pistols ban OR the panic buying over the law eased or some combo that I don't remember but the prices of ARs came back down in the Phoenix area and we weren't going to make bank flipping this rifle anymore so I decided to put it up for sale in the Soo Foo area and see what happened. This was pre-everything being on the internet (the 'net was there but it was limited and fairly awkward to use). I put an ad in the "Shopping News" weekly "newspaper" for $1,200 for the rifle and two mags (I think).
My one and only potential customer showed up at my then modest house (this must have been in the fall of '96 after I got married because we moved into that house in the spring of that year). The guy was middle aged and didn't seem very impressive to me, someone you could easily forget his face. We went down into the basement and I gave him the rifle to look at and he played around with the action a few times, sighted down the barrel once or twice and then asked me, "How much ammo do you have for this?"
That was an immediate red flag to me that this guy was more than Mr. Joe Average so my reply was, "Well, that ammo is commonly available in retail stores and you can probably get all you want there." That ended the conversation. He said thank you, I showed him out the door, and I never heard from him again.
I "sold" the rifle to my brother a bit later. I think he and his family were up here again by then. I sold it to him at a good discount and chalked everything up to a learning lesson. I think he traded that rifle in against an upgrade or for a combo of a couple other firearms, I can't remember. Maybe I should FOIA the BATFE's records out of South Dakota for 1996 and see if my old address shows up. Then again, I'm sure if you FOIA an agency, you get "known" to them, even though under the federal Records Act, your not supposed to be put on any permanent lists they may retain without your knowledge. Yeah right
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I think on Memorial Day, I'm going to check out the newer South Dakota Veterans Cemetery that's a few miles a away from my house and check it out. A friend of mine's dad's cremations are over there. "John" was with the 173rd Airborne Brigade and was LRRP in Vietnam in 1969/70. He was awarded the Bronze Star with V for an action there. He was a good man when I knew him, never would have thought he was a guy who humped an M-60 around the hills of central Vietnam when he was young. I'm going to find his spot, walk around, and think about things. I hope you have a good Memorial Day as well.