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I remember in grade school, belonging to the "rifleman's club" (grade 3 to 6), where we shot in the gym .22 shorts in rifles provided by the govt. The janitor would get upset when we missed the steel trap targets and he had to patch the cinder blocks. My "play army" gun was a Springfield '03 stock my father had built with a broom handle for a barrel (the stock was off of his deer rifle he had built for him in the 1950's). My "play cowboys and indians" guns were a Spencer Model 1865 Carbine and an 1855 Colt revolving rifle SER#155, my grandfather got from "Old Man Browning", --- John Browning's Father, when he ran the hardware store in Ogden. I traded that Spencer for a Ku Luger about 20 years ago... Dumb. Traded the 1855 for a low turret mount k98k at the same time, traded the k98k for a divorce about 3 years later... dumber.

Mrs. Pratt still owes me my cap gun that Roy shot off in class in 3rd grade. He said he just wanted to see it during some break. And she promised to give it back at end of year, but lost it, or maybe gave it to her own child. However it was, it was one of the great injustices we all have suffered as children.