The Only Gun Shop in Detroit...

... and in my old neighborhood, to boot! I was blog-crawling this morning, after going for a nice walk with the dogs, and came on this piece.

Interesting. I haven't been back there in over 25 years, and that time I wore Kevlar and a cocked'n'locked .45. Sorry, baby, wrong color. I've very little nostalgia for the East Side, or for Detroit in general. But for some reason this story warmed my heart.