At the age of six, I saved up and bought a used Crossman 760 pump bb gun from a neighbor up the street. Like in A Christmas Story, my mother was opposed to the bb gun from the start. She maintained that I would, "Shoot My Eye out!" in proper Mrs. Parker fashion.
Growing up in the Columbia River Gorge forced me to find ways to entertain myself. My Crossman and I were inseparable.
Here are some photo's and advertisements that touch on the appeal that consumed me fifteen years ago. (Thanks to Branded in the 80's for some of the scans)