I admit I do still have it but it's buried in the back of a closet. I won't even let it in the safe with the real guns.
As a 13, about to be 14 year old kid I wanted to go hunting with a friend and his dad. They were willing to take me but I had to have a shotgun. I had spent my summer job money on archery stuff (I always needed arrows) so I asked my mom if I could have a shotgun for my birthday. She didn't commit but it turned out she had talked to my friend's dad and he said to buy a single shot 410.
Unfortunately she went to the local hardware store in our small town. Some clerk there saw her coming and sold her a H&R Topper, a single shot 410 with a nickle plated action and a junk wood stock painted black. It looked more like a BB or Pellet gun than a real shotgun.
I suspect this abomination had been on their gun rack for several hunting seasons and they want to be rid of it. When a single mom who knew absolutely nothing about hunting, shotguns or anything related walked in the door and asked about a beginners shotgun she was told the Topper was just what she wanted.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciated that my mother was willing to buy me a shotgun so I could go hunting. My friend's father had no use for bows and arrows and insisted I have a shotgun. His son had a single shot Stevens 410, with blue steel, case color on the frame and a walnut stock (at least it was walnut stain rather than black paint). I hunted with that H&R all through high school. When I was old enough to go on my own I used a bow, but when a shotgun was called for I drug out the Topper and put up with the smiles and laughter.
So, because my well meaning mother bought it for me, I've hung onto the Topper for 57 years. I don't ever show it to anyone, but it's there to remind me of the kindness my mother did for me when I was nothing but a kid.