

We also weren’t allowed bookbags, or anything big enough to hide a gun in.
And you don’t have to jab in the lack of proper gun regulation to someone that had a school shooting at their high school.
I’m a systems librarian in an academic library. I moved over the Lemmy after Rexxit 2023. I’ve had an account on sdf.org since 2009 (under a different username), and so I chose this instance out of a sense of nostalgia. I do all sorts of fiber arts (knitting, cross stitch, sewing) and love dogs.
We also weren’t allowed bookbags, or anything big enough to hide a gun in.
And you don’t have to jab in the lack of proper gun regulation to someone that had a school shooting at their high school.
Yeah, I’m from Kentucky (a state touching Indiana). My understanding is that, in Kentucky, a highway is a numbered road maintained by the state. Local roads get names and are maintained by the city or county.
Highways where I grew up were straight and had a 55mph speed limit. Side/local roads would intersect the highway. The side road would have a stop sign but the highway would not. Street lights were rare, and only in areas that were a bit more built up.
Edit: and the biking school commute Google suggested for me takes me down 2 highways.
I just looked it up. It would have been a 10-mile (16 kilometer) ride for me, starting at 7 am each morning. I just checked the route in Google maps and there is still no shoulder, street lights, or sidewalk for any of it.
Mind, students weren’t allowed to have backpacks on account of school shooting fears. So, carrying supplies home would also have been an issue.
Edit: I checked the state highway records. Every single road I’d have to bike down has a 55mph speed limit.
I understand rifles: shooting things is fun, deer are plentiful pests made of meat you can eat, and sometimes you need to git varmints out of your crops. I don’t own a gun, but I get why someone in the country might own a rifle. I’ve had enough hunter safety and basic rifle training in summer camp that they’re not foreign or scary.
Handguns make me nervous. They’re only meant to hurt people. I didn’t trust anyone with a handgun. The shooting at my high school (for clarity: after I graduated) took place with as handgun.
I’m glad I now live in a state with stricter gun laws.
And, TBF, we also had plenty of bomb threats phoned in from payphones, at least once a year in high school. It’s not always guns.