Slightly off thread, but we boomers had it easy..I recall going into my local police station in school uniform in about 1963 and telling the cop at the desk I wanted a permit to buy a .22 rifle ( no FAL required in those days!). He grunted "whaddya want it for, sonny?" "Shooting rabbits" says I, a quaver in my voice..and he wrote out and handed me the permit!
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