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Funny and true story. I was about 18 months old and suffering terribly from colic. Nothing would stop me from crying; my parents were at wits' end. They stopped by my grandparent's home, and my grandfather- an avid hunter and gun collector said, "Let me have a try." So he sat me on his lap and proceeded to tell me if I stopped all this crying business he'd buy me a gun! Whether it was his deep and gruff voice, or that I was feeling better- I stopped crying! Well, being a man of his word he came carrying in a 410 shotgun a few months later. It was much too heavy for me to carry at not even 2 years old... so I drug it around the carpeted living room by it's barrel end! Still have it to this day and it is a treasured memento I will never sell as he is now gone.
Hope you enjoyed the story, and I hope I can contribute something positive here.
Funny and true story. I was about 18 months old and suffering terribly from colic. Nothing would stop me from crying; my parents were at wits' end. They stopped by my grandparent's home, and my grandfather- an avid hunter and gun collector said, "Let me have a try." So he sat me on his lap and proceeded to tell me if I stopped all this crying business he'd buy me a gun! Whether it was his deep and gruff voice, or that I was feeling better- I stopped crying! Well, being a man of his word he came carrying in a 410 shotgun a few months later. It was much too heavy for me to carry at not even 2 years old... so I drug it around the carpeted living room by it's barrel end! Still have it to this day and it is a treasured memento I will never sell as he is now gone.
Hope you enjoyed the story, and I hope I can contribute something positive here.