"You Pass My Door An' You Pass My Gate...

But you don't pass by my .38." What's better to start off a Friday morning than with a collection of vintage ammunition boxes? I'm thinking not a whole hell of a lot. Got these from The Cobb, and they are, or were once, for sale at their site. I think they're full, and I have no need for boxes of 60-year-old bullets, but they're nice to look at. Evidently smoking is bad all across the board.