This is a discussion on Garand within the General Firearm Discussion forums, part of the Related Topics category; Originally Posted by vanagonnuts I could never let my shooting buddy clean my wife. I just saw this and LMAO!...
add me to the "would love to own a gerand" camp. what is it chambered in though?
and yeah, van's comment was full of win
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It was the Navy who adapted the M1 to 7.62 NATO in the mid 1960s. They also tried a chamber adapter that didn't work out too well by all reports as the adapter was capable of coming loose. Real Navy 7.62 NATO M1s are few and far between.
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The USS Kearsarge was still using them to fire the lines across to other ships during underway replenishment in 2005 when i was on the 26th MEU.
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I ordered my first Garand from CMP and had been tracking it. I hung pretty close to the house so I could be here to sign for it. I never got around to broaching the subject of the Garand purchase with my wife. She doesn't really care, so why stir the pot? Anyway I hear the FedEx guy coming down our long driveway, I make a beeline to the side door where they always stop and park. By the time I got to the side door......no FedEx guy?
I'm thinking WTH, and suddenly realize he's gone to the front door, probably rang the bell and my wife has already answered it. I sprint across the yard, surely breaking some Olympic record, in the hope of intercepting him before he gets to the front door, but I find my wife already standing there signing for the suspiciously long box leaning next to her.
Uh-oh.....I get that "look". The FedEx man suddenly becomes nervous, and tries to help me out by saying, "uhh maybe he ordered you some flowers." She gave the FedEx man that "look" and the last I saw that young fellow, he was sprinting toward his getaway truck. I envied his ability to depart at will.
I'm thinking okay, I guess it's time to break the bad news, but she quickly asked me, just how much did this cost ? I changed the subject and started babbling about the guns on "Band of Brothers", which is one of her favorite movies. However, I notice she's standing there pretending she's semi-interested in hearing me and seeing a Garand up close, but I noticed her eyes kept darting toward the packaging. The opened box is laying on the couch and we're standing behind the couch. Suddenly she see's some loose paperwork (invoices ?) lying around the box and she suddenly dives over the couch to get at it. I'm momentarily stunned at her cheetah-like response, though she gets hung up hanging over the the back of this tall couch.
She looked like a squirrel hung up in a tree, but I see her desperately clawing for the paperwork so she can see what I paid.
Suddenly I'm wishing there was a bayonet on the Garand I'm holding, not to stick my wife but to stick and retrieve the loose paperwork from her impending pounce. I was just able to reach over with my new rifle and catch the paperwork with the muzzle and sweep it farther away from her desperate fingers.
While she was still see-sawing over the top of the couch I ran around the side and ceremoniously captured the still-fluttering document as if it were a battle flag. The Garand is a great rifle, and even played an essential role in this little skirmish. Later on, the old rifle actually winked and smiled at me as if to say, "I'm at your service".
Anyway we wished we'd had a video of the antics and had a great laugh over the whole thing. I laughed more from relief, though I didn't sleep well that night because her laugh sounded a bit wicked. Once I discovered myself alive and unmutilated the next morning, and weakened with joy, I did tell her what it cost, and as I said she's fine with whatever gun stuff I do, but she does like playing the "mad" wife role.
She has said three pretty funny things about guns:
1. Sig Sauer. That's the face that the wife makes when she hears the name (sour).
2. Gun purchases are missed opportunities for jewelry purchases.
3. A man only needs two guns, a long one and a short one.
Actually we have a lot of fun, she's pro gun and CC's herself. I also bought a second Garand, she knew about it beforehand (I don't think the couch could take another CMP delivery like that)
Helpful hints on pushing back and strengthening the 2A:
NATO also hard a hand in the change The Grand really likes to shoot the standard 150gr FMJ if you shop a round you can still find Army issue boxed up in the 50's that is good as new.
The pics and info I promised are posted in the "Show Us Your Gerand" thread
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