In 1967 I was in the Navy, stationed at Dam Neck, Va., which is close to Norfolk. I was 21 yrs. old, and wanted a revolver badly. I talked my wife into letting me buy a Single-six . A few months later I was transferred to Guam. I couldn't bear the thought of putting my new revolver in my house--hold goods, where it would have been stolen. So I did what any right thinking young man would do. I put the gun in the bottom of my Awol bag, and carried it on the plane all the way to Guam. When I reported to the quarterdeck of my ship I decided it was time to tell someone what I had with me. The Officer of the Deck exclaimed "How the hell did you get that here?! I explained, "I just carried it.
I stlll have that gun today, and of all the firearms I own, it is my favorite. I don't shoot it as much, but my grandkids keep it warmed up!
Oh, btw, I put my single-six in the armory, and a few weeks later joined the pistol team and was issued my own accurized 1911, and a S&W 41. I then had all the .45 and .22 ammo I wanted to practice with. I had all 3 guns in my Navy housing unit, and spent 2 hrs. a day on the range practicing.
Best fun I've ever had , outside of CAS.
Ken