You can use this one......................
Someone found the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch............
I can’t remember how many fire drills we had in my school years. Not the same obviously but the logistics would be.
I am guilty of having done something like this as a child. Grew up on a base. We would play in the wood behind the housing area. Turns out, once upon a time those woods would receive over shoots form the old artillery range.
We found a large shell and threw it around in the wood for weeks. Finally, I decided to bring it to the housing area to show my Dad who was an artillery man. Never will forget the expression on his face when he realized what we were tossing around. Amongst other expletives I recall the words “dumb” and “arse” being tossed in my direction.
Turns out that “dud” we had been playing with was live. Who knew?
Growing up in the 40’s I can recall going to visit families where there would be an unexploded grenade, lying perhaps on the mantle for display. Us kids would pick it up and handle it. No one seemed concerned the thing might blow up.
So authorities are keeping it a secret as to what it was. I have no respect for them at all.
Blow it up and lose the i!
Black Cat lady-finger?
“Stiff upper lip, chaps, it’s just a bomb.
The ignorance runs deep.
Any device that a child can carry in a backpack would have a lethal radius of maybe 20 meters. Which means the classroom walls would stop the energy.
They could have just emptied the rooms on each side of the room, scooted the piece out in a small reinforced box, and resumed the school day. But no, they have to shut down the whole school for the day.
Homeschooling is the answer.
Probably some 22 shorts.
The wacko teachers over reacted.
A friend I went to college with taught second grade. One of his students brought a brown lunch bag to show and tell.
She was in front of the class when she pulled out a glittery sequin covered pasties and g-string. It was her mother’s work clothes! He pretended it was nothing and shuffled her back to her seat.
Her mother was a stripper.
I remember at school in 1956 a student brought an old military pistol to school for show and tell. One from the 1830s.
Today the school would go into lockdown, police called parents in a panic and news media screaming for more gun control!
Not to quibble too much, but isn't it fairly easy to tell whether something has exploded or not?
Bet he uses a crock pot to hide the next one.
Danger UXB....great series. Those butterfly bombs were wicked.
My old artillery unit was setting up at Fort Drum here in NY one fine annual training, were positioned in the decommissioned m203 range off Alexandria road.
We were “completely assured that there is NO UXO in THIS LOCATION”.
So heading back to the gunline from having field hots at chow I hear the distinct “Tiiink” sound of a live 203 grenade bouncing off the tie of my boot.
I’m told I stood in place face contorted in rage while the vertical hold control failed.
I looked down, considered my options, then picked it up.
“Got sumptin for the Capt here, sar’nt” I said as I gently palmed it into the hand of my Gunny.
He near crapped himself once he opened his fingers yo see what I’d slipped him.
Then he looked at the captain.
“Present for you, sir” he says as ge drops it into the captains open hand from about a foot or more above.
The captain didn’t drop it, but he contorted like he was trying to run away from his hand.
We stopped operation for awhile, doing artillery live fire from there was scrubbed, and we were talked to about UXO and not picking it up.
I piped up about “how about not setting us up on top of it to begin with.”
A bunch of others chimed in about how absolutely disturbed the ground will be when we fire.
We weee repositioned not too long after.
Found an 88mm mortar round while digging the powder pit...
Lol!!!
Thanks for posting!