Machine Gun Sammy wasn’t a machine gun enthusiast. Or at least as most people understand the word ‘enthusiast’. He was enthusiastic, that’s for damn sure. But when people would ask him about this or that machine gun, he would just stare dumbly at them, then eventually point his gun at them until they walked away. He didn’t love machine guns in general. He loved his machine gun. What you’re going to come to learn is that this story has very little to do with machine guns, and whole lot to do with the human spirit, and its capacity for love. Can’t wait!It always bothered him that people m
