For those of you from ECI, you will recall Ludco Gunshop in Parker City (a scant 3 miles from my boyhood home). As most everyone knows, he made a straw sale and spent 38 months in club fed. Some time back he was released and started the shop back up, obviously without the FFL license and accompanying goodies.
I finally was able to stop in today to see him. I was pleasantly surprised to see how much stuff he has. He had some bullets I haven't been able to find anywhere. He has the best selection of powder I've seen anywhere. Maybe not the sheer volume of powder like Field's does, but definitely a great selection. He has a lot of other things besides reloading supplies.
Some people didn't know quite how to take Fred, as he has a dry sense of humor, and is a bit of a practical joker. To some people he was an outright jerk. I never had that experience, but I know some did. I would only say give him another shot. He seems like a new man, really. He is upfront about what he did, and I really think he is better for it.
If nothing else, it was nice to walk in and see an old boyhood haunt. It was sad to see the empty pistol cases, and no rifles piled up like cord wood behind the counter, or milsurp rack in the middle. But it's the same old shop, with a newer, better Fred.
I finally was able to stop in today to see him. I was pleasantly surprised to see how much stuff he has. He had some bullets I haven't been able to find anywhere. He has the best selection of powder I've seen anywhere. Maybe not the sheer volume of powder like Field's does, but definitely a great selection. He has a lot of other things besides reloading supplies.
Some people didn't know quite how to take Fred, as he has a dry sense of humor, and is a bit of a practical joker. To some people he was an outright jerk. I never had that experience, but I know some did. I would only say give him another shot. He seems like a new man, really. He is upfront about what he did, and I really think he is better for it.
If nothing else, it was nice to walk in and see an old boyhood haunt. It was sad to see the empty pistol cases, and no rifles piled up like cord wood behind the counter, or milsurp rack in the middle. But it's the same old shop, with a newer, better Fred.