This is why I wish guns were taught safety/training in like middle school. If they are gonna be part of society, fucking deal with it as a part of society.
They are around here. Hunter’s safety courses are opt in, but since it’s a no grade course that’s swapped into gym/phys-ed, pretty much everyone opts in. I didn’t have any personal use for it, I was raised shooting, and my grandfather was strict on safety. You fucked up, you might not get to shoot with him for a year or more. And if you weren’t shooting with him, you weren’t going to be shooting at all, nobody in the family would take you if he said you weren’t ready.
But even the kids that didn’t want to hunt would take the class because it was usually fairly fun compared to the crap we’d be stuck doing if we didn’t take the class lol. When most of the kids were taking it, the coaches would just have people running laps so they didn’t have to supervise as much.
You know, my grandfather once fell out of a tree, broke multiple vertebrae, multiple ribs, an arm, a punctured lung and then drove himself over 150 miles home. Why home instead of the nearest hospital? Didn’t want my grandmother to worry when she got a call from a hospital, and didn’t want her to have to drive as far.
If I had shaken my grandfather’s ladder, he likely would have gotten up and whacked me with a stick until I drove him home lol.
That’s not bullshit, he actually did that. Damn near died because he waited so long to get help.
This is why I wish guns were taught safety/training in like middle school. If they are gonna be part of society, fucking deal with it as a part of society.
They are around here. Hunter’s safety courses are opt in, but since it’s a no grade course that’s swapped into gym/phys-ed, pretty much everyone opts in. I didn’t have any personal use for it, I was raised shooting, and my grandfather was strict on safety. You fucked up, you might not get to shoot with him for a year or more. And if you weren’t shooting with him, you weren’t going to be shooting at all, nobody in the family would take you if he said you weren’t ready.
But even the kids that didn’t want to hunt would take the class because it was usually fairly fun compared to the crap we’d be stuck doing if we didn’t take the class lol. When most of the kids were taking it, the coaches would just have people running laps so they didn’t have to supervise as much.
Your story reminds me of my grandfather’s dying words. “Quit shaking the ladder you little asshole!”
You know, my grandfather once fell out of a tree, broke multiple vertebrae, multiple ribs, an arm, a punctured lung and then drove himself over 150 miles home. Why home instead of the nearest hospital? Didn’t want my grandmother to worry when she got a call from a hospital, and didn’t want her to have to drive as far.
If I had shaken my grandfather’s ladder, he likely would have gotten up and whacked me with a stick until I drove him home lol.
That’s not bullshit, he actually did that. Damn near died because he waited so long to get help.
It was a different time people were a lot harder.
Amen to that