Half of us drove our pickups to school with at least one long gun in the back window gun rack.
It was a non-event. Daily occurrence, especially during deer season.
When I was 13 years old I came home on my bike from school one day and my Dad told me that Mr Knapp, owner of the local hardware store, had a shotgun I might like to see, an Ithaca Model 66 in 20ga.
With $20:00 in my pocket I peddeled downtown to the store, a few moments later I walked out onto the street, got back on my bike with the shotgun and a box of shells and peddeled my bike all the way down that main drag back home. Nobody blinked an eye.
Flat set.
Sent post set.
