>>18148514I used to roll around Bay City, Oregon with my loaded .22
Sometimes down to my friends to shoot on his property, sometimes I just to roll around and plink shit amongst the trees and cow fields.
I'd go down to the country store in Idaville and they'd sell me ammo tho I think even then they weren't suppose to ((legally))
I made forts, I chased herds of cows, I forded the creeks all around the county to see how far I could go up them. We'd swim in the ocean unsupervised in Rockaway. I'd skip school at Neah Kah Nie and take my canteen and roll around the forests and mountains above Rockaway Beach.
I'd played the shit out of my SNES, I helped grampa build the sheds or rebuild the decks. We'd all go mushroom picking in the mountains as a family. We'd have family ski trips at Timberline at Mt. Hood and rent the whole first floor, sneaking out food in to be stored in the snow against the windows. My uncle would hold service on Sundays.
Hell yes I had a fucking childhood brother. Even if I was raised by my batshit mother and became a minor delinquent in my teens I still had that childhood as s foundation that allowed me to eventually course correct.
