I will try keep this short. 2 weeks ago Dad and Son. Son shooting 22. After a while I started watching son. He was having great time. Talked to dad, Asked if I could offer son to shoot my 223, Dad say's yes. Son pulls trigger frst time, Eyes the size of baseballs. I tell son,,shoot till you are done, He shoots 43 more rounds. Later as they are leaving Dad Thanks me. They get to car,son comes running up to me and shakes my hand,thanks mme and ask's my name. ----Forward 1 week- I work in sales at parts counter,Guy comes in to get parts,we start talking and end up chatting about shooting and hunting being deer season is close. Tell him I shoot at range every weekend. He then starts telling me about his brothers son ,who was out at casselton with his Dad and had the chance to shoot someones 223. Turns out it was the boy I let shoot my 223, Seems the son has not forgot about it and is now pestering his dad non stop to get a 223 like the man out at casselton had. I just smiled and Thought-- Another shooter for life. What a small world we live in. Just makes me remember my Red Ryder BB gun I got for Christmas. The fun of your first rifle and the thrill of shooting. Ya all remember your first pull of the trigger,, You knew right there and then that this is not a fad, It is in your blood.You were hooked right there