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I Always Wondered Where Food Came From

Guest article by Dan McNeil owner of Cartridge World 3656 S. Campbell, Springfield, MO 65807. Call for your toner and ink needs 417-823-9990

My wife is ill so I’ve taken over the cooking duties, a skill previously unknown to me. For the last 65 years, at mealtimes—poof!— it never failed—food magically appeared on my plate.  So I assumed food was a biblical manna thing, or maybe it came from some kind of a government airdrop.

A B-24 Liberator on a pork chop and mashed-potato run over my neighborhood. Evidently, this never happened.

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Black Plague Strikes Down Cartridge World Owner—Granny Died—Dog Ate My Newsletter

Today we are blessed? with another post from our famous guest Dan McNeil so sit back buckle up and hang on.

Not much of a newsletter this month due to a nasty three-week case of the flu.  Using the flu for an excuse is pretty mundane so I decided to pull out some of the excuses I used as a kid.  They probably sound a lot better fifty years later. Continue reading Black Plague Strikes Down Cartridge World Owner—Granny Died—Dog Ate My Newsletter

Getting a 2nd rifle out of your AR on the cheap

Since Killery did not become president, I have relaxed a lot. This has allowed me to think about buying a toy. Yes, a toy. While all firearms should be considered “Instruments of Liberty” (quote from Paul Markel), there are times, you can have a toy. Sometimes it is for games. Those games can be skeet shooting, IDPA or even 3Gun shooting, regardless they are toys.

While contemplating the building of an AR style toy, I started thinking about the calibers and investigating all the different ones that fit the two primary size lowers.

In an AR-15 style rifle, the “gun” according to the ATF is the lower, it has the serial number.


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A Tribute to Craig Mitchell Dix

By Bob Anderson
(This story is a reprint from the book Sarge, What Now?)

A long time ago, a kid left Livonia, Michigan. He went to war. He was probably a lot like me I guess, although I never met him but he has been a part of my life daily since 1975.

In 1975, I was stationed at Clark AB, when the last Americans and a host of Vietnamese left Viet Nam. Clark had been the reception point for the returning POWs. One of my brother Cops had the wonderful opportunity to give his to the person named on the bracelet. Continue reading A Tribute to Craig Mitchell Dix

December 31st 1776 – General Washington

Just one week after his Christmas victory General Washington’s men were ready to leave him and our fledgling country. On December 31st, Washington assembled his men in formation beside the Delaware River.

From atop his horse, Washington told his veteran troops he would give them a $10 bonus if they stay on and fight—a sizable sum given that their typical pay was $6 a month.

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The American Crisis by Thomas Paine

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December 23, 1776

THESE are the times that try men’s souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly: it is dearness only that gives every thing its value. Heaven knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as FREEDOM should not be highly rated. Britain, with an army to enforce her tyranny, has declared that she has a right (not only to TAX) but “to BIND us in ALL CASES WHATSOEVER” and if being bound in that manner, is not slavery, then is there not such a thing as slavery upon earth. Even the expression is impious; for so unlimited a power can belong only to God.

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