how about various activities with:
a WHAMMO sling shot
firecrackers, and maybe a frog or two
crow hunting using the neighbors cat as bait
i could go on, but it gets worse.....
Shooting Ball Bearings using my Wrist Rocket (Slingshot).
At Eight Years Old, I had a .22 Bolt Action Rifle and a Single Shot .410 Shotgun. Kept them in my closet along with the Ammunition.
I imagine Obama’s Jack Booted Thugs would be bashing down the Door if that was today. My Parents would have been in Handcuffs and my Brother and I would probably be placed in a Gay or Lesbian Foster Household and made to eat Chobani Yogurt and Bank at Wells Fargo.
I had a battery powered Toy M1 Carbine, a German Lugar Cap Gun (all metal)and a battery operated Tripod Mounted Machine Gun. All three looked pretty real from 10 Feet away. When we played Army, we really played Army.
I was in charge of the Armory.
My Dad even gave me a Practice Hand Grenade he had when he came home from WWII. It was Blue, hollow and had a Pin that you could pull like you were going to kill some Japs or Krauts. Come to think of it, the Grenade may have come from an Uncle that served in Korea.
My memory is shot. Getting old...
Unfortunately, I have no idea where all that stuff went, just like my 60’s era Fender Electric Guitar and my two Fender Amps. Probably gave everything away when I moved on.