I remember when...you COULD take a gun to school and show it to a friend. You didn't hide it from the teacher, not did you take it for a weapon. Used to trade knives, too. Didn't use those as weapons, either.
See, if you did, you were called a sissy...and you did not want to be a sissy. If you got in a tussle or a fight, you didn't use a weapon. If you got whipped, so be it...the other guy gained your respect and you probably became best friends. If you won, that settled it, too.
Side note...Mama and Daddy knew if you took them to school, too, but you also knew IF you used them or even thought about it, neither would have left the house...due to Mama and Daddy.
Boy, when Mama and Daddy ran our lives, it sure was safer...sure wish they were sitting in my office chatting with me and you...from the Wildwood.
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