Posted on 04/09/2013 6:38:42 PM PDT by Texas Fossil
Sam Grant nearly celebrated his eighth birthday party in jail.
The North Carolina boy had been charged with two felony counts of discharging his BB gun.
The parents of a then-seven-year-old North Carolina boy are beyond angry after their son was charged with two felony counts of possessing a BB gun. Just moments before the child was expected to answer to the allegations before a Catawba County judge — the charges were dropped.
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But their world got rocked when the received a letter from the Department of Juvenile Justice summoning the family to court.
“They told us that they considered it to be a violent felony — discharging a firearm into an occupied vehicle,” Robbins said. “It was crazy. We completely disagreed with the charges.”
Their son – was now facing the prospect of a year on probation, hundreds of hours of community service and a criminal record.
“We couldn’t imagine Sam standing in front of the court — as a judge read him the charges,” he said. “How is he supposed to understand that? He’s eight years old.”
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I see they photo-shopped out the Nazi swastika the kid’s probably got tattooed on his forehead.
Sounds like you all had fun.
I was a bit different. Grew up on a farm, Extended family. Grandfather & grandmother’s home was <50 ft. from ours. My uncle lived with them.
The 2 kids in the family were my brother and I. The most trouble I ever got into was because of a clod fight we got into. My grandmother ended that.
But from about 7 my brother and I had BB guns. We terrorized the birds, rabbits (believe it or not) and anything that moved. We were the great white hunters. hee hee hee.
First shot a 22 rifle, barrel out the window on my father’s lap in the pickup. First real gun I had was a 20 gauge single-shot shotgun. We became legendary among my father’s hunting buddies with those. Even on quail.
Life was simple and fun. We still own the farms, I own my grandparents home, my son lives in it.
Unfortunately got messed up a couple of times when I was a youngster. Playing sandlot football. We did do something fairly stupid back then.
So let me warn all the kiddies out there today - never play sandlot football on small rolling hills.
Yes, but I am resisting.
It is written that is the outcome. The book is clear about that.
I was climbing down from a cattle trailer when I was about 5. Fell and split my forehead open right at the hairline. Found out how hard my head was since I only had a split forehead.
Surprised some of us lived through childhood.
Oops. Someone needs to teach this kid firearm safety. You don't just hand
a BB gun to a 7-year old and let him loose. His mother should be doing
community service also for turning her back. He's Seven. sheesh
Just move the kid to the country and he will learn the skills. We all did.
My late father was hit by a BB in one eye. Eventually in his his fifties or sixties, he was diagnosed with macular degeneration in that eye but not his other eye. Fortunately his retinologist determined that the macular degeneration was stable and not getting any worse over time. Dad had lots of trouble with his vision in that eye as he got older. He had a cataract removed from that eye but didn't get much improvement in vision in that eye. He was afraid to have the cataract in the other eye (not as cloudy) removed for fear of diminishing his remaining eyesight.
BB guns are not toys. They are supposed to be used to learn how aim and shoot guns and learn gun safety. They should never be pointed at people. They don't have enough power to reliably stop or kill someone for use in self-defense, and they they have the capability of causing serious injury.
I forgot to mention my father was 10 when he was hit in the eye with a BB. I’m sure that nowadays I’m sure any kid with that potential for permanent injury would be checked out by an ophthalmologist and even a retinologist to try to minimize permanent damage.
A gun is a gun.
“Life was simple and fun. We still own the farms...”
Good for you. You have my admiration, farming is doggone hard work. As Mr. Spock might say, “I hope you live long and prosper.”
Some of it has been in the family for 120+ years. Ancestors came to this county in 1889.
One of my ancestors was born here during The Republic of Texas.
The only thing WE insisted on was wearing eye goggles, you were not allowed to shoot at anyone without eye goggles. Taking off eye goggles signified you were not playing.
(even our parents were impressed that we thought that far ahead)
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