Yep, it was a good one. I believe the old man lived upstairs. Rumor had it that he had lots of classics still in the box (Win Model 12s, etc) up there.
After his passing his daughter and son-in-law took over I believe.
They used to have all the used long guns out in the floor until some idiot loaded a .243 and intentionally shot himself in the leg with the intention of suing them.
Luckily someone saw him load the gun so all he got out of it was a criminal record and a bum leg.
I would go browse on my lunch hour a couple of times a week. I worked just a few miles away.
I worked there around that time, I think it happened right after I took a job that paid better. It was a fun place to work if you could get along with strange people. LOL So I fit right in.