When I was 10 I was with my Dad or older brother....When I was 10 my Christmas present As a 410 shotgun, and learned how to freeze my butt off rabbit hunting with my Dad.
When I was 12 and starting in Jr. High School, the school Cadet Corps issued me a fully operational 1903 Model 30-06 Springfield Army Rifle to drill with and to care for. We could either keep them at home or in the school armory. I kept mine at home most of the time so I could clean it at least twice a week, because woe to any cadet whose rifle Major Payne, U.S. Army, PMS&T, found not up to his standards.
When I was 17 I was commissioned and carried a regulation Army-type saber.
I was also a member of the school rifle team which met every Friday before school in the cafeteria (where our firing range was) for practice.
I was in the Cadet Corps for 6 years, amongst all of those heavily armed desperado and never once saw or heard of one of them commit a crime suing one of those deadly weapons -- nor did I see anyone point one of them at anyone -- THAT was the first thing we were taught BEFORE we even saw a rifle.
And breaking that rule meant instant dismissal from the Corp. No excuses. Can you imagine what what a pantyliner hemorrhage that Senator would have if he were suddenly transported back there. He'd probably die of fright.
OOOOPS!!!! Forgot to close my italics.
Oh well — it looks pretty like that, don’t you think?