Ha, yes. When I was a kid we lived on a farm for 3 years when I was 7 to 10 years. My two brothers and I had BB guns despite the fact that "they could put your eye out." But we weren't aiming at each other, we were shooting Germans and Japs -- they were everywhere, they were the trees. On Wed, Jan 28, 2015 at 10:43 AM, Lawrence Helm <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx > wrote: > > > > > Craning my torpid neck, > > Needing to check traffic > > On my left I pushed > > Some and guessed the rest; > > Arriving at my destination > > At last I’d passed > > Through one more test, > > > > But not as self-impelled > > As I had hoped. Was it luck? > > I hoped not, but if it > > Was I’d had quite a lot. > > A small airplane passed > > Overhead. I remembered > > Sitting with a spotting book > > > > Watching them pass during > > World War Two. I was nine > > Or ten but interested in what > > We were doing, flying > > Overhead to become > > Ready to fly over there. > > What was done > > > > Near me furthered > > Our fight against the > > Germans and the Japs, > > Whoever they were, > > Whatever they had done. > > I longed to become older > > So I could fight them too. > > > > > ------------------------------ > <http://www.avast.com/> > > This email has been checked for viruses by Avast antivirus software. > www.avast.com > >