oldfella
US Veteran
I ain't tellin'!
Pete
Pete
I'm Ashamed
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Milton
US Veteran
Not really the same type of story because once it was done EVERYBODY knew about it and we did regret it!! Myself and my younger brother were given the task of taking care of my very young brother while mom and dad shopped for groceries.We were watching Saturday cowboy shows full of the fist fighting and shooting in the old 50's series.My youngest brother would come into the room and look at the T.V. and walk out mumbling to himself.We were paying no attention at all to the brother we were keeping but were glued on the T.V.After a few trips into the room my youngest brother brought my Benjamin pump and asked us to "pump it up".We had done this before and the noise the air rifle made without a pellet loaded amused him.He was so young that he could not pump up the rifle himself.This time after we pumped it up he just stood there waiting and when one of the bad guys drew his revolver and fired the T.V. screen exploded!My brother stood there holding the air rifle looking at the smoking screen and said "Bad man". He had found and loaded a pellet and shot the bad guy!
Bassamatic
US Veteran
Can't lose sleep over stuff like that.
I got my first rifle at age eight, my dad took me hunting for the first time and let me carry a Remington 22. That was 54 years ago. Hate to think of the animals I killed without giving it a second thought. The worst years seemed to be my teenage years.
Looking back, do I regret those actions, sure I do. But, like I said, you can't lose sleep over it.
I still hunt a lot but now I seem to let most animals wander right on by. I watched two bobcats last year trot right under my deer stand, never occurred to me to shoot them, they were just fun to watch. That same year my 22 year old daughter went out with me one morning and crapped her pants when I let a dominate buck, looked like a twelve point, cross in front of us no more than 80 yards away. Hell, I just didn't feel like shooting him.
Besides, it was opening morning.
I got my first rifle at age eight, my dad took me hunting for the first time and let me carry a Remington 22. That was 54 years ago. Hate to think of the animals I killed without giving it a second thought. The worst years seemed to be my teenage years.
Looking back, do I regret those actions, sure I do. But, like I said, you can't lose sleep over it.
I still hunt a lot but now I seem to let most animals wander right on by. I watched two bobcats last year trot right under my deer stand, never occurred to me to shoot them, they were just fun to watch. That same year my 22 year old daughter went out with me one morning and crapped her pants when I let a dominate buck, looked like a twelve point, cross in front of us no more than 80 yards away. Hell, I just didn't feel like shooting him.
Besides, it was opening morning.
In one of Robert Ruark's Old Man and the Boy stories, the Old Man comments, "All young boys are bloodthirsty young savages." By and large, true, I think.
Thank goodness most of us grow out of it.
Thank goodness most of us grow out of it.
