When I was in school in the early seventies it was common to see pickups in the parking lot with shotguns in rifle racks.
My mother, born in 1917 rode a horse to school. The boys would leave their rifle in a saddle holster all day and then hunt meat on the way home. If they shot something the family had meat that night.
How times change.
That sounds like the (early) life and times of Audie Murphy. Only Murph’s family couldn’t afford the horse.