An interesting aside: my father (USN 1944-46) was on his high school's rifle team (Science Hill High School, Johnson City, TN). A memory of his was that he used to take his rifle home and work out in the backyard. When he returned to school he'd just bring the rifle with him and leave it in his locker. He would do the same on days he want to go squirrel hunting. He'd take his rifle to school and stow in in his locker.
When he graduated from high school he enlisted in the Navy and trained at the Great Lakes training center. When it came time to qualify on the Garandeveryone snickered because they thought the skinny kid with glasses from Tennessee wouldn't be able to see to shoot. He qualified as a sharpshooter and top of his class. Surprise! He was pretty pleased sixty years later when I qualified sharpshooter as well.
Bob