(A.K.A., My Second Daisy)

When I was in the 8th Grade, I was fortunate enough to be living in the Rocky Mountains when a greenhorn from
Eye-Oh-Way moved to town and joined our Home Room class.

'Larry' and I shared a number of common interests, most having to do with heaving projectiles at various targets of opportunity, so we became fast friends.

So fast, in fact, that Fall we made a 'gun' trade.

To cut to the chase, I had a Marksman-brand BB pistol that looked like a .45 Auto; Larry had The Bent-Barrel BB Gun.

How bent, you ask?

Well, now, let's see...

Yup, I still got it.

'Bent' though it was, I got used to its curveball trajectory right quick and slew many a poor sparrow with it.

It also played a central role in The Great Grasshopper Hunt Of '73...

But that, as they say, is another story.

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