Support Staff Sergeant Joe Beimfohr in Sport's Illustrated's "Greatness in Sports"
Beirut: In Memoriam

Gun Show Rules

Okay, hanging around Jonn and the gang at This Ain't Hell is causing me to be even more cynical about potential fakes than I already was.  This weekend, I'm at the Indy 1500 Gun & Knife show for Cooking with the Troops courtesy of Michael Z. Williamson and the show.  They arranged for us to have a free table, and I am having a very good time talking with people. One talk with a Vietnam vet became something more, as he opened up about some things.  Tis a sad and wonderful thing, that memories can move such good men to tears. 

On the other hand, it is perhaps good that I haven't gotten to leave the table much as I really wanted to talk to, or perhaps "talk to" some people who have shown up.  The husband and wive in woodland camo BDUs, sporting shiny rank insignias and what looked to be some out of place items; the pony-tailed gentleman in the black suit, with an impressive array of minature medals, who was moving quickly through -- and more so when I started staring at the medals trying to read them; and, some other interesting types.  Based on this and a couple of conversations Mike and I had, I posted the following on Facebook as Gun Show Rules, and am modifiying it slightly for here since I'm not limited to the phone:

Young guy, below average height, buff but soft-looking with soul patch & black assault vest, tactical shirt and pants, seriously overcompensating; guy wearing death from above T and every airborne doda, poser; older person w large airborne hat or such, real but... ; older man w small airborne unit pin, seriously saw the shit.

There were some old men who came through with small pins, that I would dearly love to have talked to, or talked to longer.  The ones who get you are the ones who just drop a quiet one-sentence comment that says all about what they did by saying something about others.   

It's about like guys and talking about sex:  the more they brag, the less they do/did.  It's the quiet ones, the ones who don't brag or boast, that did the most.  That's the ultimate Gun Show Rule.