I'd get a shell, they weighed about 80 pounds I think, but when I was 19 or 20 that was nothing. I'd take a shell and a bag of powder, I'd put it in the hoist and then I would send it up to the gun.
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At 18, I guarded the parking lot at the Catholic Church bingos. Now, my dad made sure I could take care of myself. I carried a Smith and Wesson .357 Magnum - that gun weighed more than I did!
When I think of how things could have turned out, I feel as if I've dodged, not just bullets, but 6mm shells.
I'd take a bullet for just about anyone! If someone pulled out a gun, I'd step in front of you even though I've never met you.
You think you would react one way when a situation develops and, and when the sharp shells are flying, you don't quite stand up like you think you might.
I've carried a gun for 10 years. I've carried them in the locker room, and nobody really knows about it. I know how to handle myself, and I stow it away where nobody really knows about it.
I've always had a way with a gun. As a kid, I loved to fire them at the shooting range in amusement parks. I'd always return home with a handful of prizes.
If you have a block of ballistics gelatin and a high-speed camera, pretty soon somebody gets a gun!
I've never cared for guns. In fact, when I did 'Scent of a Woman' I had to learn how to assemble one.
I'm not gonna shoot anyone with the pellet gun... Not unless I have to!
I collect firearms, and I've got a Winchester, an Indian rifle. It has tacks for every warrior that was shot, like notches on a pistol, and it's got feathers and beads hanging off it. It's like a work of art.
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