I’m 63 and probably and elderly kook. I remeber when the country was a wonderful place, I could carry my guns to school (gave them to Mr. Greer in his office and picked them up on my way home.) I remember when cops were sort of your friends, when politicians were out to help constituents and when Eisenhower was in office and built up respect for the country. I also remember coming home from overseas and finding out my country had been weakened by Carter, tried to be destroyed by Clinton and IS destroyed by the half black bastard of a communist whore.
I’m the same age, and I remember my parents giving me a BB gun when I was 7, and a .22 when I was 12 or 13. All my friends had them. We’d roam the neighborhood and woods nearby with our guns on our shoulders, plinking anything that needed it. No one ever said a word about it. Today, I could not think of a quicker way into court than giving a .22 to an unsupervised 12 year-old. Even a pellet gun in the hands of an adult, if spotted outdoors, will bring on the SWAT team.