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Originally Posted by vstech
lets see... at 10, I'd already rebuilt several VW's...
I'd bought and sold thousands in candy and jewelry to my schoolmates...
ALMOST started a insecticide company in Iran... kinda got sidetracked by the molitov coctails and the getting shipped out of the country on a military transport plane...
butchered/assisted butchering livestock... mastered most firearms... (my dad was an expert marksman in the Air Force...)
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Same here...butchered 100 chickens each year. We'd raise 300 and split the butchering between dad, my older brother, and myself.
With dad being a veteran of the Vietnam conflict, we grew up an arsenal of firearms...M1 Garands, 1911s, shotguns, 9mms, etc. I carried a H&R 9 shot .22 revolver on my hip at age 9 while berry hunting...used it to shoot snakes and the occasional attacking groundhog.
Dad made sure we knew how to strip a firearm down to parts, clean them properly and re-assemble.
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