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Rochard, I grew up around guns as well.
My dad had them, my grandparents had them, my aunts and uncles, even my great-grandparents.
And none of them ever locked a gun up. They were always kept handy and always loaded. Always a shotgun or rifle by the door. And on the gun racks of my dad, grandfather, and all my uncles trucks. All loaded and ready to go.
That's just the way it used to be.
Of course back in those days, if I had touched my daddy's gun he would have took his belt off and beat the living hell out of me.
Maybe that's the difference...I was too damn scared to even THINK about doing dumb shit. lol
These days, kids pretty much do as they want. Add that in with the numbness to violence and it's not good.
I still remember my dad taking me out when I got my first BB gun and he hunted and killed a rabbit with the BB Gun.
That freaked me out...All I could see was "Thumper" the rabbit from "Bambi" in my little kid mind.
I guess we were all taught differently than kids are today.
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