Back when I was a kid, late 60s-mid 70s, it was pretty common for a half dozen of us to walk through the neighborhood with our BB and pellet guns to go to the abandoned gravel plant. There we would shot up whatever we found, and then go back to the neighborhood to play pick up basketball or football.
Can you imagine if that happened today?
When I was little my brothers and their friends used to chase my friends and I with BB guns. I can’t count how many times I was shot, but it was fun.
When I was little my brothers and their friends used to chase my friends and I with BB guns. I can’t count how many times I was shot, but it was fun.