Have you ever been shot?

[MossRoad]

OK Moss...now that explains a lot...I just knew there was a reason...

Hey! I resemble that remark!
:cool2:

Or as my mom used to say... "Son, sometimes I wonder about you. Other times I'm sure."

 

[jymbee]

A bird came up between me and the new guy, he leveled off and fired directly at me.

That sounds familiar. In high school I was hunting with a friend... bird came up between us... he turned and shot not thinking that I was where I was and sprayed my left side with 7.5 shot. After a minute or so lying on the ground, I decided I wasn't dead but should get some help, we walked out of the woods to his Jeep to drive home. He was so damned scared he could hardly get the key in the ignition so I drove. Spent a while at the emergency room where they dug out as much shot as they could. Local anesthesia and nothing gastly, but scared the he** out of us both.

Later that summer a neighbor was hunting with a friend. The friend was using a single barrel shotgun and he saw something and was turning around while pulling the hammer back. Finger slipped and shot his friend in the back with the 12ga at close range. Very sad...

 

[MossRoad]

Well, if we're talking BB gun stories, when I was a young man, I bought a couple BB machine guns. They ran on freon. You'd take a quart pitcher, pour in a couple jugs of BBs, mix in a tablespoon of graphite powder for lubrication, and pour them into the reservoir on the BB machine gun. I had them delivered to me at my work at the airport, so my mom wouldn't see them. So, me and the mechanic load one of them up in an empty hangar. We look aroung and he sees this old auxillary power unit wagon in the corner. Its about 75 - 100' away. We're standing next to each other. He says "Shoot the APU" so I let loose a burst at it. This golden stream of brass about 30' long goes sailing out the end of the BB gun and hits directly on the side of the APU.
CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!
CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!
CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!
CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!
CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!CLANG!

Well, the APU happens to be perfectly perpenticular to our position, soooo the golden steam of brass then comes directly back at us!
WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!
WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!
WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!
WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!
WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!WHAP!

OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!
OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!
OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!
OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!
OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!

I suspect that's what it feels like to be sand blasted.

:confused3:

 

[brin]

Hey! I resemble that remark!
:cool2:

Or as my mom used to say... "Son, sometimes I wonder about you. Other times I'm sure."

:laughing: Moss, my mother used to say the same to me.....LOL

 

[MossRoad]

Here's an ad grab from a 1978 popular science magazine of one of the models of BB machine guns I had.

 

[MossRoad]

Later that summer a neighbor was hunting with a friend. The friend was using a single barrel shotgun and he saw something and was turning around while pulling the hammer back. Finger slipped and shot his friend in the back with the 12ga at close range. Very sad...

Sad indeed. My brother-in-law had a friend that was killed in a handgun accident in a garage. Several teens were handling a pistol that they were certain was unloaded. It wasn't and a young man lost his life in the blink of an eye. None of those kids present will ever forget that.

 

[ultrarunner]

When I was in grade school a 10 year old classmate went duck hunting with his Dad for his birthday... I guess it was kind of a father/son tradition in the family.

My friend took a shotgun blast to the head when he stumbled/slipped.

They were so far out that the ambulance ran out of fuel going to the nearest medical center... he died en route and his mother insisted on seeing her son and she never recovered from the viewing.

It was a tragedy all around... the Dad lost his business, his wife never forgave him and the marriage ended in divorce... the family had been a pillar in the community with a very successful manufacturing business and supported a lot of local charities...

They say you never get over the loss of a child and I can only imagine how much worse it would be if you felt responsible.

 

[MossRoad]

They say you never get over the loss of a child and I can only imagine how much worse it would be if you felt responsible.

That's why I choose to not drink too much any more. I can't imagine being intoxicated, asleep, and having a fire or storm happen and me not being able to help my family because I was in too deep a sleep. I often wonder about stuff like that. I couldn't take it. If it was just me, it would probably be a different story. But family, wife and kids, you're supposed to be there for them as best you can.

Hunting accident, is different though, although probably same effect on a parent. Car wreck would be another bad deal. Even if it isn't your fault, you'd probably wonder for a long, long time if there was anything you could have done differently to prevent it.

Makes you think. Can't live in a box.

 

[MossRoad]

Heck, I set my kid on fire once. She's O.K. and no scars, but really really stupid on my part. 4th of July. Simple little sparklers. I was standing behind my 1st child holding her hand showing her how to wave a sparkler around very slowly. For some stupid reason, I thought she could wave it around on her own with me right there. I said you do it now and took my hand off her wrist. She immediatly lowered her arm as fast as lightning putting the sparkler on her pants leg, which instantly burst into flames. As fast as the blink of an eye is all it took and just as fast I smacked the flame out with my hand, picked her up and ran her into the house and put her in the kitchen sink soaking her with cold water. She was balling and I thought she was burned. Turns out she was balling because "Daddy hit me!". I'd never hit her before, so she had to wonder why I was smacking her leg. Thank goodness she was not burned. Thank goodnes she went down with the sparkler instead of up in her face. Thank goodness for a lot of things and thank goodness for a second chance to NOT be an idiot and give a little kid flaming sticks of molten metal ever again!

They don't make handbooks for parenting that include common sense. That is expected of you from the get-go and sometimes people Foul up with a capitol F. The bad part is when you don't learn from your experiences and/or the experiences of others before you.

Gun safety with kids is no exception. But no matter how well you train them, sometimes, through no fault of your own or their own, bad things happen... and someone has to live with it.

 

[Soundguy]

probably was. the black finish guns from them were some of the worst..