When I was in Jr. High, some of the boys would bring in their rifles for Show and Tell. Yes...it was a LONG time ago.
I remember when rifles on rifle racks in the back of pickup trucks were a common sight, especially during deer season.
These days, you’d have Karen hyperventilating and calling the cops.
I still live there.
We were 1/2 mile from the school.
My Sister went to the Catholic school and her bus stop was on the way to my school, so I would walk her to her stop and wait, with her for her bus.
I would have my 16 gauge Remington on my shoulder.
No one would ever bother her.🤣
Then, on to high school.
The shotgun went in my locker, but unloaded, the shells on the shelf.
I refunished the stock in wood shop class.
I would hunt the big fields, on the way home for pheasants and rabbits.
Those were the days.