Under 65...

[Kim_Howie]

I lived in a small town and would walk 7 blocks to grade school. There was Train tracks a block from the school. I would walk home for lunch, almost everyday there would be a train stopped on the tracks. I would crawl under the middle of a train car to get home. Can you see that happening today!!

[Verne_Frantz]

I used to come home from high school, change clothes, have a bowl of cereal, grab Pop's Springfield .22 and walk across the street up in the farmer's fields and shoot woodchucks till dinner time. The farmer loved it because they would dig holes that would break his farm equipment. I just had to put the dead ones back in the hole.

Pop taught me how to shoot a shot gun right in the back yard. He'd get about 50 or 60ft away from me and toss old 78rpm records in the air for me to shoot at. No one ever complained. These days it would take one shot and the neighbors would be dialing 911....because they'd be convinced a felony was being committed.

Heck, I used to put the shot gun over the handlebars of my bike and ride a mile down to the lake to shot ducks in the evening. People would drive past me and either pay no attention or just wave.

[COPO 70 RS/Z28]

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.

[firstgenaddict]

If that went on today we might not have the School shooters... the sane kids would stop them!

[69LM1]

Ahhh, what about bikes and bike ramps? I still remember the day I bought my mongoose, "Chrome Molly" with "mags". It's a wonder we survived all of the crappy jump ramps we made out of anything handy.......
Jumping hills and canals (streams). Building clubhouses, and "stealing" playboys from someone's dad.

[69LM1]

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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.



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Yep, we would do the same thing. I still have the stevens/savage (now two different companies) 410 that my gradnfather bought new. I inherited it when I was 14 (graduated from the sheridan pellet gun I got at 12). We would go and shoot marsh hens after school. We would shoot robins by the bag full and my grandmother would make stew!

[COPO 70 RS/Z28]

Rich,

How was the robin stew? Ive had squirrel and squab but and all kinds of stuff but never Robin

[69LM1]

Actually, about the same as Dove.
Marsh Chickens are different, they eat fish, and are not too good. About the only thing you can mix with them is kildeer, as are a fish diet bird as well.

We grew up in a cajun neighborhood, they are EVERYTHING back then.

[sYc]

One of the biggest changes I see is in sports, at least around here. Year round we were outside playing some sort of sport, with friends or if all else failed, alone. Now it is rare to see one youngster, much less a group, playing ball.

I can remember shooting baskets with gloves on because it was so cold. And how about playing "burnout" with a baseball, ouch.