So, how old are you?We called it the "Red Rider Wars"!! Back in the mid 50's, neighboring kids would chose up sides and have a war, with BB guns!! Talk about dumb kids, and we thought that was fun!! The worst injury I can remember was getting my fingernail shot off, I guess the BB hit me under the finger nail, and took the whole thing off! I understand I was somewhat reckless as a kid, dad told me once I would never live to be 21!!
Oh, that's too bad. Out of your house, car, where?I was 5 years old when my dad cradled the family heirloom 12ga., pointed it at an old rotten tree and let me pull the trigger. With a mighty roar, an explosion sent tree bark flying in every direction. I was hooked. A sad ending to the story is the old shotgun that my great grandad purchased in Texas en route to Indian territory and passed down 4 generations to me was stolen by some punk kids never to be seen again.
Broke into my house. The shotgun was a wall hanger, long since retired. Still functioned but hadn't been fired since I went into the service. What made my blood boil is the thieves tried to still my tv and dropped it on the living room floor but they left a big hand print right on the TV screen and the cops wouldn't even do fingerprints. They didn't value the stolen items high enough to warrant an investigation. To me the shotgun was priceless, to them it was petty theft.Oh, that's too bad. Out of your house, car, where?
Irritating !Broke into my house. The shotgun was a wall hanger, long since retired. Still functioned but hadn't been fired since I went into the service. What made my blood boil is the thieves tried to still my tv and dropped it on the living room floor but they left a big hand print right on the TV screen and the cops wouldn't even do fingerprints. They didn't value the stolen items high enough to warrant an investigation. To me the shotgun was priceless, to them it was petty theft.
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