SteelTableGuns was built on a respect for history, craftsmanship, and the stories carried in steel and wood.

There’s something unmistakable about a real firearm with history. The first thing you notice isn’t the steel — it’s the smell. Old gun oil. A scent from another era. A mixture of metal, wood, and time itself. It’s the same smell carried across battlefields, hunting camps, and long-forgotten armories.

When you hold a WWII-era rifle or pistol, you aren’t just holding a tool — you’re holding a witness. A piece of history that may have crossed an ocean, stood guard in a jungle or frozen field, or rested quietly while the world changed forever. The worn bluing, the patina in the steel, the marks in the wood — none of it is accidental. Every one tells a story.

Some of these firearms may have seen combat.

Some may have hunted game to feed families.

Others were carried, cleaned, relied upon, and eventually handed down.

Modern firearms tell a different story — one of precision, innovation, and purpose — but they share the same spirit. Whether vintage or modern, each firearm represents craftsmanship, responsibility, and freedom.

These are the kinds of guns you set on the table and talk about. The ones you explain to your kids and grandkids. The ones that spark stories among friends — about the hunt, the range, the war, or the values that shaped a generation.

SteelTableGuns is dedicated to the legacy of Robert Clover, my grandfather. Pictured in uniform during World War II, he met and married my grandmother Gertie in Germany and brought her back home during the war.