Yay, range day! Give me a call. Heh, my grandpa gave me .22 when I was um, like 14 after I became a marksman in the boyscouts. I wasn't supposed to have it in the house loaded. Later there were other guns. I lived in the woods, not like all of you all. City folk, sheesh. Guns just were not really a problem. Everybody had them. Nobody shot each other. Often anyway. It was a different time I admit. Even my home town is gangsta now. Pathetic.
Anyway, as for playing with guns as a child; yep. Favorite game was: WAR! In the woods. With armies of children. All with sticks for guns. It was guerrilla war as well. Some went to Iraq and did OK. Maybe it was good training for little soldiers. We were hella violent as kids. Interesting to note, I never got in a fight in high school. I got sucker punched once, but that was about it. The hicks and hayseeds tended not to fight. Oh, and holy sh*t during hunting season, there were more high power sniper rifles than pistols at an Oakland ... (ok, won't go there).
Your little Ben is going to be a Marine no matter what or not you do to him. It will be his choice. Grin :)
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Date: 2009-02-12 07:05 pm (UTC)Anyway, as for playing with guns as a child; yep. Favorite game was: WAR! In the woods. With armies of children. All with sticks for guns. It was guerrilla war as well. Some went to Iraq and did OK. Maybe it was good training for little soldiers. We were hella violent as kids. Interesting to note, I never got in a fight in high school. I got sucker punched once, but that was about it. The hicks and hayseeds tended not to fight. Oh, and holy sh*t during hunting season, there were more high power sniper rifles than pistols at an Oakland ... (ok, won't go there).
Your little Ben is going to be a Marine no matter what or not you do to him. It will be his choice. Grin :)