Two years ago at about this season, Russell sold me a half-price voucher for a four-day course in practical defensive pistolry. I didn't schedule the trip until late summer.
The weekend after the Disturbing Events in the East, there was (as every few months) a gun show at the Cow Palace; I had been told to bring 800 rounds of ammo to the course, so I went looking for bargains. I also needed a new hat for Nevada sunshine, so later that day I went to the Berkeley Hat Company.
``Can I leave this behind the counter for now? It's heavy.'' ``You're not kidding. What's in there?'' ``A thousand rounds of ammo for next weekend.'' ``Wouldn't loose powder be more convenient?''
I came so close to explaining.
