No Second Place Winner versus No Friggin’ Clue

April 18th, 2012

I was cleaning out my bookshelves the other day and I came across a 25-year-old copy of Bill Jordan’s No Second Place Winner.

That’s not all that unusual. I have ancient copies of Massad Ayoob’s In The Gravest Extreme and Stress Fire along with a number of other shooting and law enforcement books.

What is weird is that my copy of No Second Place Winner is signed to me personally by Bill Jordan and I have absolutely no memory of meeting him or sending away for a signed copy.

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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. BobG  |  April 19th, 2012 at 10:39 am

    They say when you start getting old that memory is one of the first things that suffers…

  • 2. Elliot  |  April 19th, 2012 at 12:15 pm

    I don’t remember anyone saying that.

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