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I played with cap pistols when I was young also. The neighborhood kids would play everything from cops and robbers to cowboys and Indians. I even had a black and silver double holster with 2 "ivory" - really white plastic - handle cap pistols. I still have that holster set up in the attic somewhere. I was mighty disappointed when I got a cowgirl outfit for Xmas one year. I wanted it to be a **cowboy** outfit. Our family even had a narrow archery range in the backyard using long/large bows (25, 30 and 50 lb. pulls), quivers, arrows and a large round straw target. We would have family competitions (father, mother, brother, adult cousins, aunts, uncles and me - no kids other than my brother and I). Could only use the large bows when parents present. At summer camp in the Berkshires I took medals in archery, riflery and riding competitions. My mother would sometimes shake her head over her tomboy.

--- Susan

 

OH!
You reminded me!!!!
I have some pics to take!!!
Watch the Finds thread soon!!!

 

This reminds me of an IED we used to make as kids. Take a nut and two bolts that fit, about half inch diameter would be about right.
Fit one bolt into the nut, then take a box of non safety matches, the red headed Swan Vestas for example, carefully scrape the heads off into the nut and bolt and then screw in the other bolt to hand tight.

Hurl the device as hard as possible at something hard. If it did not hit right, do it again. Big bang. We had to make our own amusments in those days.

 

See the Finds thread now Susan!

 

Yes but did Dad love it?

 

I had one of these

 

It's a long story. I'm an only child, but I had a brother. My mother's oldest brother had a child out of wedlock and the mother couldn't keep it (1939). My grandparents took him in. When my mother and father married in 1945, she adopted him to keep him in the family, so he's legally my brother, and biologically my cousin. He was raised by another aunt so he didn't live with us and he was ten years older than I. It does confuse people when I say I'm an only, but then I mention nieces and nephews. There were no girly-girls in my family. They all worked in mills and shoe factories and they were tough broads. I ended up being fostered out for a good part of my childhood with little old ladies so I was able to develop some refinement. Some is the key word. I'm still a bit rough around the edges.

 

The rough edges must be made of lace.........

Very interesting family history.

 

Pretty sharp you are now Bev.

 

Here's my Dad, Christmas morning, 1957, with me at left, my younger sister in the middle, and my older sister at right... Cowgirls, all:

(Poor color on the film - all the old color film photos I have are discolored like this.)
And here's my younger sister, in the full outfit:

 

Nice!!! but too bad.
Maybe you can get them restored?

 

King, these were some of the ones I scanned from all the photos I brought home from my Mom's house. They were in those awful albums with the plastic pages...

I don't know if it was the film or the pages that did them in, but the colors are all way off. I might be better off just showing them in black & white!

 

Pages!
Not inert plastic.
You may be surprised what can be done with them today.
Computers can ascertain a lot of color you can't see now.

 

Single shot caps:

 

those are the ones for my spud gun..