My First Gun
I inherited it from my Uncle Joe through my dad.
The sound of it being fully cocked is as iconic as the sound of a Zippo lighter or a Harley Davidson. It's the sound of Americana.
Apparently it is a Second Generation Colt 41 Fronteir Six Shooter:
Second-generation(1956-1974)
At the beginning of World War II, Colt ceased production of the Single Action Army revolver to devote more time to filling orders for the war. When the war ended, no plans were made to revive the Single Action Army revolver as the design was seen as obsolete. However the advent of television and Western themed movies created customer demand for the revolver, so Colt resumed manufacture in 1956 with the Second Generation line of Single Action Army revolvers.[14]
These Second Generation Colt Single Action Army revolvers were produced from 1956–1974 and carried serial numbers in the range of 0001SA to 73,205SA. Due to the popularity of the television show, The Life and Legend of Wyatt Earp, Colt introduced the aforementioned Buntline Special as a Second generation offering from 1957-1974.
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XO - That's a beautiful gun - especially IN the holster.
I had a matching set or guess maybe consecutive serial numbers or how ever they term it of those Colt Single Action Army 38/40 made 1896. My Dad gave to me and they was nice guns no doubt.
He bought them to use when Kansas celebrated it's 100th birthday in 1961. I guess from all the stories I have been told it was a huge year long event with all the men growing beards and dressing up like it was 1851. I can just sort of remember a few things about it like the guys all shooting guns with blanks in them and Dad probably more guilty than most. Then the guns was more or less put away and stayed that way.
I sold them a few years back as I would never use them for some reason I just couldn't shoot them and they was just put up all the time so sold them with my Dads blessing. We decided best for them to be with someone who might really like them and a reenactment person bought them for doing his shows or what ever you call them. Only shock Dad had was what we got for them over what he paid for them.
We both are into rifles more so am glad someone now has a set of nice guns who can use them. But there is just something magical about those old six shooters.
Superdave - I was 6 years old living in Coffeyville, KS in 1961 and the Centennial was a very big deal indeed. I remember all of the grownups acting very silly, growing beards, dressing funny and even being hauled off to jail if they didn't have a beard or dress appropriately. There were commemoritive wooden nickles in great abundance.
There were also reenactments of the Dalton Gang's bold and ill-fated robbery of the 1st National and Condon Banks in broad daylight during which they were shot dead in the streets by local merchants and townfolk.
It was a big deal.
I was born in 54 so I was 7 for all the wild things of 1961.
We lived in Overland Park then.
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