A cannon being fired
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A cannon being fired

I became obsessed with the cannon after visiting a Civil War reenactment.

We went to a Civil War reenactment when I was a boy. It was a huge "to do" in my state. Hundreds upon hundreds of people would gather every few years that they put it on to watch.
The first time we went, I was six years old or so, and I didn't understand what was happening. My mother told me I freaked out because I thought it was real. Well, that makes sense from the perspective of a small child. I wasn't really prepared for what I was going to see. I think my parents just thought it would be "cool".
As I got older, we went a few more times, and the things I loved the most were the cannons; these big, metal, powerful things that could hurl balls across the sky and to some damage.
I went home and tried to make my own cannons outside. They were mainly rudimentary and sling shot based, but I felt really proud of myself for being able to propel some objects.
That even became my favorite "diving" move, if you can even call it diving-- the cannonball. I was a little obsessed with cannons. Whenever I'd play outside with my friends I always wanted to play war and we'd make those sling shot cannons for us to hurl rocks and things down the street. Lucky we didn't live on a busy street!
I had hoped for a son to share my love of that type of artillery with, but I was blessed with two girls instead. Neither of which were at all interested, but that's okay.
Old cannon on display.
Old cannon on display.
This is a huge cannon!
This is a huge cannon!
“... big, metal, powerful things that could hurl balls...”
A pyramid of cannon balls.
A pyramid of cannon balls.
A cannon being fired.
A cannon being fired.

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