Posted on 08/15/2014 9:54:14 AM PDT by Drew68
You have to wonder how many of those finger grip trigger guards Mossberg made over the years. I’ve seen them on .22’s, and their bolt action shotguns. It has to be millions.
They had a patent on it, since 1938, so it most likely was well into the millions.
The only Mossberg I have right now is a TR42 smoothbore .22. They made a miniature clay bird thrower called the “Targo Trap” that bolted under the barrel and chucked these 2 9/16” birds. The barrel was threaded at the end so you could screw on a rifled section and shoot it like a regular .22.
Lucked across the gun, finding the trap gadget and a hand full of targets took a lot longer.
Interesting and very collectible hardware:
http://www.box54.com/46-cat-9.jpg
I do buy some weird stuff.
If you’ve got enough clays and shells, that gun’s a party in itself. Very nice purchase!
In the 50’s we loved a broken thermometer, since the mercury was cool when it broke up into little balls. Then we’d use it to polish nickels to look like new. Should have all long ago dropped dead from such exposure.
I accidentally got a big glob of that stuff onto the front fender of my grandmothers brand new 1974 Malibu.
The stuff was like Kryptonite, many years later when she got rid of the car the exact same glob was still there like it had happened yesterday.
Thanks for the link to this - good for the new year!
My step-brother fell out of a moving Eldorado convertible, rolled right over the trunk onto the street. When the kids in the back seat finally got Mom to understand that Richard fell out we ALL ended up in the front when she slammed on the brakes!
Fortunately for him no cars were directly behind us and he was just scuffed up.
We lived on a busy secondary street, chased Super Balls across it, climbed trees to get mistletoe, built our own Chopper bikes that were nearly impossible to steer, took off on bike rides taking us sometimes 10 miles from the house, got bruises playing with “Clackers”, played with fireworks with real gun powder holding in your hand when lighting the fuses. Yeah shoulda been dead. lol.
Oh yeah! BACTINE! I haven’t thought of that product in years.
Wow, that’s quite a story. Had to be an old Chrysler. We also had one with the push-button transmission. Seemed kind of goofy even back then.
Bangsite (calcium Carbide).
Lighter fluid tennis ball cannons.
Crossman 760 BB guns pumped up until you could barely close the pump.
Horse chestnut wars with slingshots, including those that still had hard dried out spike exteriors. There was nothing like getting hit in the back and having it stick.
Fun with Red Dot powder swiped from shotgun shell reloading.
Estes rockets launched horizontally from a paper tube.
Potato cannons using right guard.
Yeah, we should be dead
Look closer (camel toe)
My 6 year old Grandson was eating and teasing our 10 year old Boxer that he’s been around since he was born and she got pissed because he was teasing her with chicken nuggets and she barely bit him in the upper lip and for some reason mom and Grandma took him to ER for 1 YES ONE Stitch !!!
(Some ice and a dot of super glue would have fixed it)
Anyway the ER contacted Doggie cops and they demanded Vaccination proof for Savanna and came to the house several times in 2 weeks to see/checkher out. Every time she was the Deaf from birth Wiggly Goofy Slobber all over you Boxer She is. They finally decided that she was not a high risk dog !!!
She’s the White Boxer on My Homepage.
“I can’t remember what we ate for lunch.”
Someone’s mom always provided…manna from heaven.
Born in 1960 - all sorts of similar stories. Summer days were usually spent down at the creek about 2 miles from home with my friends - no parents. I know for sure I was in the fourth grade doing all of that on my bike, and perhaps earlier. Ride to the indoor mall, etc.
Your arrow story - a buddy had a big “rubber band” - I have not idea what it really was, but it was big and strong. We tied it around the two light posts at the end of his driveway and got it really tight. Put an arrow on it to see what would happen.
That arrow went across the street, across the neighbor’s front yard, over their one story house and then disappeared. We assumed it landed in her back yard (spinster widows actually) - but we never heard more about it - so who knows where it went.
She and her sister were still there during my college days. She had a pristine 1954 Chevy BelAir that was garaged and she drove maybe twice a month if it was sunny out. When I would come home from college I would ask her if she was ready to sell it, and to keep me in mind.
One Christmas I came home and she told me “I sold it to a nice Christian man from my church.”
Probably for the best. I would not have given it the care it deserved. Hopefully he did. I can just imagine him giving her $500 to “take that old car off of her hands”.
“As I was reading through this thread, what I noticed was all the high-level creativity and innovation that went on with kids during the 60s and 70s. This is what kids did then, played creatively - and yes, some of it was very dangerous, and yes, it is what took us to the moon and back.”
Our house was built in the 1970’s and is about 1800 sq. feet. Lots of homes near us were built in the 60’s and are smaller ramblers - say 1200 square feet.
Those smaller homes are now being bulldozed and in their place are 5,000 sq. foot homes or larger. Many of the new homes have 5 bedrooms and 7 baths! (I have no idea why every child needs their own master bath, but...)
And the house covers most of the lot. I asked a builder friend about them. “Well, with land being the most expensive part of the price, folks want a bigger house for that price. And they don’t need a yard because nobody uses them anyway. The kids are either on their devices, at school, or some organized activity.”
We built a huge fort in the corner of my child-hood back yard and added onto it over the years. Mostly done with scrap lumber. (Okay - it seemed like scrap to us, but looking back, some of it probably wasn’t. Heck - even at the time we didn’t think it was scrap. “Yeah - but it’s got dirt and concrete all over it - and just laying here in the dirt. It’s not over in that pile of new stuff.”
Bactine! My gosh, I was beginning to think I imagined the stuff. Nobody seems to have heard of Bactine, but I keep it on hand FOR ME.
I hope they still make it. I brought my trusty spray bottle out last week, only to discover it expired in 2009. I deserve a new fresh bottle.
I threw myself on the ground crying when I had to come in a take a bath....
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