I can't recall a moment when I "became" a gun enthusiast. As a child, yes, young child, in Chicago I built zip guns from junk in the basement of our home. I could buy whatever needed for mixing up explosives at the pharmacy. I shot bottles and rats in vacant buildings using marbles and ball bearings for projectiles. Learned from that, if a seven year old kid with no training could build a gun capable of killing, the notion of gun "control" was a falacy. But, later, living near woods I would wander around shooting mushrooms and stumps with a .22 rifle. Later I came home from school and picked up a shotgun to hunt squirrels, rabbits and pheasants. I guess, looking back, from age 7 to now almost 70 years later, I have never been without guns. I could write pages on my path to political activism but will only say that pursuit convinced me the 2ndA is our bedrock for preserving freedom.