My brother an I would walk with shot guns about 1/2 mile to the big farm fields and hunt phesant. On the way back sometimes people would stop in cars and ask "Did ya get anything" or "hows the hunting today" it was not out of place at all. I had a friend I worked with that grew up in Wisconsin who told me when he was a kid they would take their shotguns to school and put them in their lockers for the day so after school they could go hunting. I have no reason not to believe the story.
Can you imagine today.
