Dad, brought an old hammer's, on the side double back from WWII, just a nice old 16ga, we shot regular shells, at pheasant, squirrels, rabits. It was made in Beligum, had an engraveing of a night, on his horse. They use, to go into a town over there, they hit the bank first, they went to everybody's homes, took all their guns. Built a big fire, in the middle of the street, burned, duelling pistols, in velvet cases, high powered rifles, real high price stuff. At the war's end, they found out, they could box, those guns up and send them home. The 16ga, was one of the few items, he had left.