My buddy had his dad’s when we were kids. He had it slung across his back one day when we were riding our bikes around after shooting bottles in an empty lot. Cops got called and parents got called. His mom stuck it away and it was never to be seen again. Couple years back, after both his folks passed, we found a hidden little storage area in his parents old room. Little nook leading into the attic space. It was in there, along with a damascus 12 ga, an old double barrel 12 ga and his dad’s 30-30 lever. Forget the makes. He sold them all off, keeping only the lever, at pennies on the dollar to a lgs. I was not into rifles at all at the time or I woulda given him more. Live & learn.