Don't tell the media..... I've apparently got a huge cache of ammo and could be highly dangerous.
When I was a kid, I couldn't understand why my grandfather was so stingy. He'd give each grand kid no more than one box (50 rounds) for an entire day of shooting. But, before we could "sling lead", we had to stack up 5-10 rocks and pick them off one at a time as a demonstration of "one shot, one kill".You mention the depression.....
My father was born in 1918 and thus experienced the depression. His family was poor. He had no father. At an early age he was tasked to hunt for the family (his mother and younger sister). He used to tell me that his mother would give him the single shot .22 rifle and two or three 22 rounds. He was expected to return with a rabbit for each round she handed out to him. No shooting cans for fun for that kid. Tough life.