Elementary School teacher with a SA Colt .45 revolver on his desk...

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There was one Southern guerrilla who was hanged when taken by the Yankees on the grounds that he was fiendish enough to sharpen his sabre into a slashing weapon.

Pictures I have seen of a proper cavalry charge showed the sabre at arms length, point forward, curve UP. Almost like a lance.
 
A little modern gun toting in school. Recently a TX school district gave teachers premission to carry at school.
 
My dad told me when he was a kid living in rural nebraska his bus driver pheasant hunted on the way to and from school. Carried a shotgun on the bus. Im not very old but i frequently forgot to take my guns out of my gun rack and the shop teacher would always look the other way well i stuck them behind the seat. Now i dont even want a gun rack in the window cause people i think have changed or enough have that to me its to much advertisement plus i cant imagine what even a tiny school like mine would say or do now.
 
About 10-11 years ago when I was in H.S. We were allowed to have unloaded shotguns and rifles secured in the truck. After Columbine that all ended however. After that, simply having a pocket knife was an expulsion.

This was rural Florida.
 
http://www.worthpoint.com/worthopedia/wwi-cavalry-sabre-sword

According to The New Cavalry Equipment, an article appearing in the September 1912 issue of the Journal of the United States cavalry Association, the saber was designed to be a cut and thrust weapon. It had a two-edged blade with a chisel point. The blade was of forged steel and the sword was thirty-eight inches in overall length. It weighed two pounds. The blade was manufactured with blood-letting grooves running down each side to within 4-3/4 inches of the point.

Hank327, you're right about the designer and the fact that it was straight, but it WAS actually double edged, and designed to slash and thrust.

Great story, it reminds me of some of my grandfather's stories about the "old days".
 
What a cool thread, especially for a suburban 22 year old kid that grew up around people who shunned guns anywhere. I Wish I was around in that time where it was still looked at as normal.
 
Winger ed....
great story. sounds much like some of the old schools here in Illinois back in the day.
My grandmother was a schoolteacher in a one room school here. She rode a horse to school every day. My dad tells that he and grandad would ride down to the river after a storm to make sure she swam her horse back across safely!!
Once she got the buckle of her overcoat hooked on the saddlehorn and nearly drowned.
She had a horse that wanted to rear every time she got in the saddle, so she usually had a stick of stovewood in her hand when she swung aboard, just in case the horse needed a little education.
The good 'ol days
 
I went to pubic a public school in south america.

Having to do push ups in lieu of calling your parents was an act of mercy.

I am 40 years old now and I can still do 50 pushups because my elementary school education.

If you were to be dumb, you would be fit.
 
Thanks yawl.
Its a story I'd heard from my Mom,,,,,, MANY,,,MANY TIMES..
Like another one where------ The Nimitz family was one of the "neighbors'...
And their little boy,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
whose first name was 'Admiral',,,, was the guest Speaker at Mom's HS Graduation.

Anyway:

When I come here,
of the amount of time I have to spend 'poott'n', its common to see:
375-- or more--- viewing.
Then come back the next day and see about 12 new postings on the 2-3 forums I visit.

Well,
I want to take this opportunity to thank you all.

1. Mods: Thank you for not 'Zapping' my posts. For any reason, it they needed it or not.
2. Lurkers: Thank you for not making your one post every 3 years- just to condem me.
3. Regular Posters:
Thank your for your comments, your spiritous discussion, your acceptance, and your courtious tollerance of me.

The way I see it------
The Mods. basically direct traffic, and keep the sidewalks clean.
Lurkers-- I'm not exactly sure what they contribute to the site, but I'm sure its rather minimal.
You regular posters---
Its you that makes this web site what it is, You give this place it's "Personality".
And I want to thank you again for recieving me so well, and making me feel welcome here.

.
 
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i ahd a former marine that taught spanish at my high school, still there from what i hear, i was talking to him with a few friends one day and we got on the topic of guns. he said he never goes anywhere without his .45. when i asked if he carried at school he says "not gonna answer that but refer to what i said before"

never had an issue after i graduated i saw him while i was eating out and he said "to answer your question from before yes i carry at school" he told me he figured if something went down it was him or them and it wasnt going to be him. our resource officer apparently knew and all he said is if i see it im gonna have to arrest you but if i dont then i dont.



moral of the story concealed means concealed
 
What a cool thread, especially for a suburban 22 year old kid that grew up around people who shunned guns anywhere. I Wish I was around in that time where it was still looked at as normal.
You're in good company young fella.
If you dig around and find a old biography of Sam. Colt.....

There's quotes in there where the neighbors called the local Sherriff on him for shooting off (evil) guns on Sunday.

What he was actually doing was testing his new designs & prototypes-
with the only free time he had between jobs.

As a young man- he suffered through all this, and gave us- what led to be:
The first mass produced, "effective", and affordable....... 'cap & ball' revolver.
After that,,,,,,, shall we say, "The rest is History".
 
As to thrusting with a cavalry saber . . .

Seems to me that if one is on a charging horse and thrusts a saber into an enemy, in all likelihood one is either going to have the saber ripped out of his hand, or be yanked out of the saddle, or both.
 
Many years ago I was in a shop that dealt in antique arms. The dealer had a saber and looked old enough to have actually carried it himself. He pointed out the dull edge and explained that it was designed not to cut but to break bones, as in collarbones, shoulders, and arms, to disable the opponent.
 
I agree things have changed, I graduated in the late 80's and can honestly say that from the second week of October till February 28th I had a shotgun in my trunk as did most of my friends, bell rang at 1:25 and we were in the woods by 1:45. I would not want to try that today.
 
Keep in mind that a properly wielded saber has more than just the strength of a cavalryman's arm behind it. A trained cavalryman learns to use the speed and momentum of his mount to power his strikes. The period sabers I've seen were not sharpened like a knife, the edge was beveled but not keen. These were weapons from a time when they were still battlefield weapons and horse cavalry important. If they weren't sharpened to a keen edge, I expect the military of the day had what they considered good reason for the policy.
 
There was a fellow in my class that was an avid hunter and he used to walk to school with his 22 rifle and hunting gear carried in a soft case several times a week.

I graduated from a rural school here in Colorado in 1990, and we used to bring our shotguns to school during goose season. Same thing, carried them in cased and kept them in the principles office and then after school we would go sit in a blind that we had built that was in one of the fields next to the school. Not just us, but also some of the staff, principle included.
 
Back in the late 60's me and a few friends all shot skeet after school on a military base where we all lived and were allowed to bring our shotguns and shells to school.....we had to keep them in our lockers but only a lucky few had gun cases....I carried my 870 without a case and shells were in a lunch box.

My math teacher was fascinated with guns having never fired/handled one herself and asked if she could tag along one day. After her first outing she was hooked, bought her own shotgun, and shot skeet regularly from then on.
 
Okay, I was in junior high school in a small town in Eastern Colorado in 1957. The science teacher sponsored a "conservation club." We took field trips, had hunting instruction in class, and got to hand out with game wardens. The club owned four .22 rifles, one each bolt action, lever action (Marlin 39), a pump, and a semi auto. With a note from your parents and after passing an extensive safety class, you could check out one of the rifles for the weekend. The teacher had a connection with the NRA, and a supply of .22 standard velocity you could buy for $0.50 a box. I think the only restriction was that you couldn't take the rifle/ammo home on the school bus.
 
I got out in 1984 from HS we got to bring our hunting guns to HS everyday. We took them some times to the IA Shop for stock refinishing or re-blueing. We also brought the dogs to school and tied them out under the truck with water and food for after school duck hunting. I took several coaches and teachers hunting on the farm during HS.

My Father is a contractor and he works at schools and keeps guns behind the seat all the time. He is retiring this Fall and I am glad the rural area I grew up in has not changed enough for him to get in trouble.
 
Awesome story. I'm too young to have one of my own. I was friends with a guy who brought a handgun to high school. He was the first kid to ever do it in our little town and get charged with a crime. It was a HUGE deal; probably the biggest event of that school year. He was kicked out and he moved away. I remember the principal was visibly in a rage for several days thereafter.

Anyway, the OP reminded me of my granddad's story. Here it is:
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My grandfather, God rest his soul, told us grandkids of how he and his brother carried a .22 rifle into school everyday; sometimes it was a shotgun. Everyday through elementary school. Back then, several different grade levels met together in the rural one-room schoolhouse.

Him and his brother ran a route of fur traps on their way to the paved road, where they would get on the bus for school. They had to have a gun with them everyday to dispatch the animals that were still kick'n when they arrived at each trap. When they got to the bus, and to the schoolroom, they'd simply lean the gun in the corner and get to the learn'n.

As he was telling us the story one time, he mentioned that skunk pelts were fairly valuable. One of us exclaimed "You skinned skunks! Didn't that make you stink?" He said, "I guess so... well, now that I think of it, nobody would ever sit next to us on the bus".

I have to think they also took the pelts or dead critters to school with them.
 
I graduated high school in rural Northern California (couple hours East of Mt. Shasta) and it was common to see rifles & shotguns on racks in pickups in the student parking lot. That was 11 years ago, though and the mindset even there might have changed a bit since then.
 
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