Not many things will bring a tear to the Eye of Og.

Winchester is gone forever.

Hat tip to Countertop. Who coulda brought me better news on a friday.

I’m not kidding, folks, I’m sitting here cradling my old 94, on the ragged edge of bawling like a kid. It’s a colder world we live in, where never again will we hear anyone say “I just bought a new Winchester!”