On 6/21/2015 8:39 AM, Mr. Luddite wrote:
On 6/21/2015 7:57 AM, Keyser Söze wrote:
On 6/21/15 6:34 AM, John H. wrote:
On Sat, 20 Jun 2015 19:08:11 -0400, "Mr. Luddite"
wrote:

The Washington Post is reporting that Dylann Roof was given the .45
Glock by his father back in April.

By law, Roof could not purchase a firearm in SC because he
had a felony charge pending (drugs). According to the Washington Post
a FFL would have run a background check and the charge would have come
up disallowing Roof from purchasing it.

But the loophole was the private transfer. SC (along with 40 other
states) does not require a background check for personal transfers.

Seems we've had this debate before.

You reckon the dad would have filled out the paperwork before giving
the gun to the
druggie son?

We'll just let that sit, I'll be at Solomons for a week.



Solomons...ahh, just the place to be in a travel trailer when it is
85-99F outside, with high humidity. All those folks and their trailers
at the Navy Rec Center, lined up, with the A/C compressors running
24/7...blech. Don't forget to take all your guns and other hobby stuff
you don't know how to use.


Ha. Brings back memories of our very brief "camping" experience.

We've had a few RV's ... Class A and Class C motorhomes but they were
primary purchased with the thought in mind that they would be used for
traveling back and forth to Florida when we had the houses down there.
We thought they would make for leisurely trips, stopping to see the
sights so to speak. Never worked out that way. Once on the road we
got to Jupiter in two and a half days ... the same amount of time it
took to drive in a car.

Then my daughter convinced us to get a fifth wheel. Her two boys were
young at the time and she, her husband and kids loved to go "camping" in
a travel trailer they had. She talked us (and my oldest son) to
join them in their camping adventures.

So, we bought a 36 or 37 foot fifth wheel and a Ford F-350 diesel to
pull it. My son also bought a fifth wheel and a new truck to pull his.

Off we all went to some place in New Hampshire. Fifty million screaming
little kids all over the place. Hottest week in years in New Hampshire
with temps in the 90's and near 100 percent humidity. Rained every
afternoon. Mosquitoes the size of Boeing 747's. One of the most
horrible weeks I've ever spent.

Dragged the fifth wheel home and immediately put it up for sale.


Ahhhh. Camping in New England at it's finest.

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Respectfully submitted by Justan

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"I'm not to blame anymore for the atmosphere in here.
I've been "born again" as a nice guy."