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Overseas Safety, Situational Awareness and proficiency. Neck Ties, Hats and ammo brass, Never ,ever touch'em w/o asking first | ||
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Teach your children. Probably not what CSNY had in mind, but a worthwhile & laudable goal. "We're all travelers in this world. From the sweet grass to the packing house. Birth 'til death. We travel between the eternities." | |||
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I love Poland, my kind of peeps | |||
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Poland is prepping for a visit from Uncle Vlad. ____________________________ Eeewwww, don't touch it! Here, poke at it with this stick. | |||
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When kids grow up shooting, it takes the mystery out of it and should prevent accidents. It is better to have gotten training and know how to handle them, then to find it in the house and play with it not knowing what it can do. | |||
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Yes indeed. Proper & safe supervision of children around firearms results in a safer environment while removing the entertainment-influence grab-factor. I was in high school ROTC, the drill team had working bolts on their drill rifles...it was amazing to watch which guys would impulsively grab a rifle and instantaneously start pulling the trigger and repeatedly working the bolt as if they had a medical condition. It was clear then which guys were familiar with guns, and whom had been shielded or, kept away from. | |||
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100% agree with this. My 3 girls are all [at differing levels, depending on age] familiar with what is in the house & what to do if they come across one and/or someone with one. The Enemy's gate is down. | |||
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That's probably a real good idea about now. ****************************************************************************** Never shoot a large caliber man with a small caliber bullet . . . | |||
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reminds me of me, as a kid, late 1960's. | |||
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My grandsons started shooting with me when they were preteens. Safety was the most important part of the training. They have shot pistols, rifles, and shotguns in different styles and calibers. Today, the youngest is 19 and the oldest is 21. They both can shoot the daylight out of steel targets at 25 & 50 yds and are very confident with all types of firearms. I'm not worried about them and I'm glad I started them early! | |||
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The Ice Cream Man |
Has a nation with widespread private arms ever been successfully invaded? | |||
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Ukraine is number 88, per capita, per this list. Well below the numbers of the USA, Falkland Island, Yemen [both of which barely match the USA, combined] & the rest of the top 10. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wik...er_capita_by_country The Enemy's gate is down. | |||
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My dad taught me about guns, gun safety, and how to shoot at probably 7 years old. About the same age I learned how to drive a tractor and a truck. God I miss my dad! I knew where the guns were in the house and didn’t play with them because I was taught about them. Around 9-10 years old this probably saved my life. When my grandfather died in Arkansas we went for the funeral. The entire family except me and my brother were out shopping for a casket. I guess people read obituaries and then robbed the houses of deceased because two guys came trying to kick in the door while my brother and I were playing Dungeons and Dragons. I grabbed my grandfather’s 12 gauge goose gun while my brother grabbed a tiny little .32 pistol. My brother was four years older than me….lol. I had the shotgun set on a chair pointed at the front door waiting to blow them away if they came in. They looked through a window, saw me, and ran like hell. So yeah, teach your kids about guns. Many years later, two men broke into my aunt’s home next door to where this happened and tied her up. Her husband was working the farm. It was a sunny day and these guys had hatchets and were wearing rain gear with gloves. Her husband was an archeologist on the side and had lots of valuables. You know what they planned to do to my aunt wearing what they were and carrying hatchets. While they gathered valuables, she freed herself and got the gun from under the mattress and waited for them to return to the room. When they did, she shot them. NRA Benefactor Life Member | |||
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ I love a story with a happy ending! Of all the enemies the American citizen faces, the Democrat Party is the very worst. | |||
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I worked with an Eastern European woman who spent part of her youth in Africa. She was bemoaning the lack of know how exhibited by too many American men who didn’t know how to do things like change a tire and she remarked how she learned to field strip an AK during PE class when she was nine. | |||
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Well, I'm not American, but I had a start that any right-thinking American boy would not only understand, but approve of. I had turned six in the March, and in the July my dad and I were sitting on the beach in Co. Wicklow, watching the waves coming in and the birdies wheeling overhead. 'Would you like to learn to shoot?' Stupid question. A few minutes later, I was sitting on the stones, my dad sitting behind me, his arms wrapped around me and his hands around mine, and in them was a lovely-looking M1911, 'Line it all up, aim at the middle of the wave, and squeeze...' Well, he took most of the recoil, that's for sure, but I did the shooting, and I can advise you all that I hit every one of those waves. The following year he brought along his 1930 Walther semi-/bolt .22 rifle - a gun I cherish and love more every time I shoot it. My dad died back in 1971, but he'd fought the British Empire, in his small way, had had some success in demolition, particularly of police stations, and then fought his fellow Irishmen in a bitter Civil War that still has echoes today in the Republic. Me, I've never stopped shooting in all my life - and I've just got in from my little shop, having made a hundred rounds of .45-70 Govt and another hundred rounds of 7.5x55 Swiss. Tomorrow will be the turn of 6.5x55 Swede and maybe a couple of dozen for my two Canadian Sniders. Our son died aged six days, on July 4th of all days, and our daughter is severely handicapped. So I teach other people's kids, and gentle them along the same way my dad did for me all those years ago. | |||
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Tac - my heart goes out to you with all your family issues. However, you take it upon yourself to teach other kids how to shoot, as you were taught by your Dad!! You'd make a valued American!!!! | |||
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