Scudrunners

My first flight on an airline was in 1952 on a Trans Canada Airlines DC3 from Windsor Ontario to Toronto Malton Airport.

I was told it was Canadian (or CP?) 1984 Vancouver to Honolulu.

Not sure anyone will believe this, but

I remember when I was 10 years old, getting on a flight by myself from
Toronto to Thunder Bay for the summer, to visit relatives.  I walked up
with my .22 semi-automatic rifle in a carrying case to the luggage check-in
at Terminal One at YYZ.  I know .22 LR doesn't have a lot of street cred,
but I was 10 years old.

The world has changed since then, and not in a good way.  If someone
did that today, a SWAT team and Children's Aid would be called, and it
would probably make international news, on a slow day.

I started shooting .22 bolt action rifle and .22 pistol when I was 7.  My maternal
grandfather, who lied about his age and joined the army at age 15 to fight in
the trenches of World War One, was a lot of fun.  I miss him.  I cannot imagine
the Hell he went through.  I cherish his .303 Lee-Enfield.  I doubt anyone knows
what one of those is, any more.



Motorcycles, firearms, boats and airplanes are just a normal part of
growing up, in my family.  You know, people the Left hate so much.

I think I might be toxic?  Might have to give up shaving.

Remember when almost every pickup truck had a rifle mounted in the back window?

Chuck, for me a cpl years later but on a TCA DC-3 from YYZ to YOW -