At our recent hometown gun show, I had an experience that a country boy might call “déjà vu all over again.” As usual, I had a grand time visiting with the gun folks, sold a few things, but only came home with one gun that was new to me: a 1950s-era Colt Official Police in .38 Spl. with a 4-inch barrel. It was just about a dead ringer for the very first double-action revolver I ever owned.