Old Dog
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Apropos of nothing... and upon further review. Yes, yes, I consider myself so lucky. When I entered the "gun world" which was when I was allowed to go hunting with my elders, it was an introduction to something sacred. Deer camp in upper MIchigan cannot be explained to someone who's never known it, especially how things where in the late 60s and early 70s. Our gun world was smaller -- handguns were S&W or Colt revolvers, semiautos were "Gov't Model" .45s -- rifles were (where I grew up) typically .270, .30-30, .30-06, maybe a little .308 or some of the less common calibers -- shotguns were pump action Ithacas, Winchesters, Remingtons, all full length and in .410, 12 and 20 gauge. We could shoot literally anywhere once we got outside the city limites.
And when I started buying used guns, wow, the deals to be had. (Regrettably, I sold or traded off, and I'm not kidding, probably any number of guns that if I sold them today would net me 20 grand). Wishin' I'd kept a bunch o' revolvers and Winchester rifles, that's for sure. Ah, for 29 cent a gallon gas again, too.
Long guns in racks in my high school parking lot (even when it wasn't hunting season), a rifle team that proudly represented JROTC and my HS, gun shops where the men used to hang out and talk guy stuff and no one was offended if no one bought anything.... We had the awesomest music in the 70s, both country and rock'n'roll, so what if my Coronet 440 would get beat by some rice-burner today? and the dating scene was actually in-person (not on-line) with no herpes, AIDS, HPV and the clothes were cool (and fit and were worn properly), even bell-bottoms. Yeah, it was a great run, and I kinda feel bad for the kids coming up these days.
And when I started buying used guns, wow, the deals to be had. (Regrettably, I sold or traded off, and I'm not kidding, probably any number of guns that if I sold them today would net me 20 grand). Wishin' I'd kept a bunch o' revolvers and Winchester rifles, that's for sure. Ah, for 29 cent a gallon gas again, too.
Long guns in racks in my high school parking lot (even when it wasn't hunting season), a rifle team that proudly represented JROTC and my HS, gun shops where the men used to hang out and talk guy stuff and no one was offended if no one bought anything.... We had the awesomest music in the 70s, both country and rock'n'roll, so what if my Coronet 440 would get beat by some rice-burner today? and the dating scene was actually in-person (not on-line) with no herpes, AIDS, HPV and the clothes were cool (and fit and were worn properly), even bell-bottoms. Yeah, it was a great run, and I kinda feel bad for the kids coming up these days.