Right after Pearl Harbor, my aunt (father's sister, then age 21) decided she had better learn to shoot. So she bought a Savage 3 C single shot bolt action, and joined the NRA.
She joined the Red Cross, and served in Italy where she was picked up by the Partsans while driving a captured Kuebelwagen and wearing her feldgrau Red Cross uniform- looks very German. All she could do was babble "No Tedeschi!" while offering them coffee and donuts.
That Savage 3C passed in turn to my older brothers, then to me. I still remember the first time my father took me out shooting tin cans with it. Sadly, I no longer have it: it was stolen years ago.