What in God's name were my parents up to?
Actually, I don't want to know.
I also found a genuine pistol.
My brother pulled the trigger before I could warn him. Luckily it wasn't loaded.
No idea whose it was.
Also live ammunition.
For VERY big rifles.
This is why my parents refused to let us do anything about any of this stuff while they were alive.
Ever see Silence of the Lambs? The self-storage unit? The jar?
Just waiting to find something like that...