GETTING HUNG UP

Nostalgia is a terrible liar. It might be nice to tell yourself that when hot dogs and Moon Pies only cost a nickel, you were living in the golden days.

You weren’t. An off-the-rack rifle likely took a bigger bite out of your paycheck. Unless you were law enforcement, forget about packing. And, for certain generations, you got polio at the local swimming pool. Not exactly the stuff dreams are made of.

This particularly pertains to holsters. Most back-in-the-day hangers were monstrosities by today’s lean-and-mean standards. Generally, they came in two styles: unwieldy and uncomfortable. It was