When I was growing up, there were probably 7-9 long guns in the house. All my brothers hunted, my Dad did & I also did, but not as much.
I NEVER felt unsafe in that house in any way regarding those guns.
Fights between our parents? Hell, yes....and major ones at that. NEVER thought either one would grab a gun, tho.
All those guns in my family have killed fewer people than Teddy Kennedy’s Oldsmobile-—— Another lying Democrat.
Tim Kaine can come try to get my weapons personally——and he can take his chances at success.....
I grew up that way, too. Dad always had rifles/shotguns for deer hunting and my parents both competed in Archery. (Mom rocked it; steady, steady hand and a good eye...)
Many of my Uncles were Milwaukee cops. If we cousins were all playing together, it wasn’t unusual to see Dad/Uncle come home, take off their gun, unload it, and lock it in the safe. We KNEW that if we even THOUGHT about messing with that service revolver we would suffer a fate WORSE than death!
Oh, and we had Lawn Jarts, LOL! Talk about the easiest way to harm yourself or others, LOL!