I was 13 or 14 when dad did the paperwork at Lytles’s pawn and gun in Enid. I paid Mr Lyrle with my lawn mowing money. It was an H&R model 422 I think. My brother and I would wait for federal lighting bricks to go on sale for $6.90. We’d ride our bikes to K-mart to buy our own ammo.
Then we’d swing by the house and get our guns. We’d ride out to the train tressel with our guns slung over our shoulder and spend the afternoon shooting at the creek.
Then we’d swing by the house and get our guns. We’d ride out to the train tressel with our guns slung over our shoulder and spend the afternoon shooting at the creek.