When I was growing up, my brothers and I played “guns” all the time. The rules were simple:
To shoot, you establish line of sight and call out something like: Pow! Pow! I got you!
If you’re hit, you fall over “dead”, close your eyes, and count to 20.
Your “gun” might be your hand, a stick, a flashlight (when playing at night), a store-bought toy gun, or one of the guns we carved out of wood scraps from the garage.
I have especially fond memories of those homemade wooden guns. We’d dream up a gun, sketch it out on the surface of the wood, then my dad would help us saw out the rough shape. After that, we’d file down the sharp corners and slowly but surely our custom gun would emerge.
Our homemade wooden guns had several advantages over store-bought toy guns: ( Read more )
