Reply #82: No, gave it away.

[ieoeja]

When my dad was twelve he broke the stock off a .22 rifle when he used it to club a raccoon that was chewing up his dog. He dropped the rifle and carried the wounded dog home. A couple decades later when I was twelve he stumbled upon the rifle, brought it home, repaired the stock, cleaned it up and gave it to me. It remained in my parents' house until I finally gave it to my twelve year old nephew awhile back.

This is not some sort of twelve year old rite of passage. It was just coincidence that it worked out that way.