Who introduced you to shooting?

my Dad taught me to shot when i was 6 with an old Mossberg .22 and when i was 9 he taught me to shot a shotgun with an old 20ga he had but when i was at the age of 13 i got to like Guns and now that i'am 17 i shot any time i can. and when i'am 18 19 i will be going in the Navy. but for now i have my Colt AR-15 Colt .22 pistol and Walther P99-9mm and my PC9 Carbine :D

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Staff Sergeant Andrew Robert Smith
CO LRRP Team
of the Second Ranger Battalion Charlie Company in WW2 Online.
 
Well.. my good 'ole dad of course.

An old Marlin Model 81-DL.. very similar to Oleg's Model 60 (only mine has a bolt-action).. and I don't need a scope to shoot stuff with mine neither. ;)

Love ya dad, thanks!

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My Dad.

He had me goin out and huntin with him from time to time and as I got older I was a regular with him. At eight we sat down together and picked out my bb gun from the fall issue of the Sears catalog. If memory serves correct it was 15 or so dollars. came in the mail. (try that today)lol. I hunted with that for three or four seasons then got my first shotgun. From there on it was all me.

This year I got to repay the honor. My dad had retired and started his own business. As it picked up the hunting and shooting fell off. Last year for Fathers Day I got him a M1 carb like he carried in the Military. We went out and shot it now he's starting to shoot more and more and does a little buying and selling too.

Of all the things that we did over the years and all the good times we have had seeing his expression when I came out with that rifle is with out a doubt the best memory I'll ever have.

Thanks for reminding me of it one more time. I owe you one.

Best wishes Best luck Poacher.
 
Father bought rifles (22's,Muzzle Loader, and a 410) between my age of 8-9 yrs old. Went shooting a few times with my father by ourselves. Sometimes we went with my grand father. No one taught me about safety, or aiming, just somewhat how to hold a shotgun against my shoulder. I observed others, and learned some safety issues from there. We got real poor, and couldn't even afford 22 ammunition. Father sold the guns before I was age 12, even the one he gave me. Did not shoot a gun again until about 4 years ago (I'm 27). Wanted to buy a handgun for awhile (after I moved out), but my father said you had to get a permit, and even if you had a speeding ticket you would be denied. (By the way we have always lived in Ohio). He told me this for years before I moved out, and after. A few years after I got out on my own, I decided to buy my first firearm. A 357 magnum. With research before the purchase, and a little help at the range I was shown how to properly aim firearms. With safety issues, and such I always used common sence, and followed the safety instructions.
 
I guess I'm a member of a very small minority. Mostly I learned about shooting from my peers when I was a kid.

I was raised by my grandparents and my grandfather viewed guns basically as farm tools and I don't recall that he even owned a gun when I was very small. They did give me a BB gun when I was about 7 or 8 and then a year of so later a Benjamin .117 Pellet rifle. When I was about 10 they gave me a single shot J.C. Higgins single shot .22 (which I still have - and still shoot).

I don't ever remember my grandfather giving me any lessons in shooting. I remember him "borrowing" the .22 a few times to kill feral hogs and one memorable occassion when he stepped out on the back porch at first light one Sunday morning and took out two guinni(sp?) fowl that a friend of his had given him on the previous Saturday afternoon. He must have had some rifle experience since there were two shots and two dead birds, both with head shots. While the range wasn't great, he was slightly better than 60 at the time and using open sights. Since the birds had been pretty vocal all night I'm sure his motivation for a well placed shot was better than high.

All of my shooting during my growing up years was either on my own or with peers (most of whom had guns readily available to them). I expect the HCI folks think probably we should have had a number of serious accidents or cleaned out our local school - but oddly enough the school thing didn't occur to us and most of us had had enough experience with blunt and sharp trauma from our day to day rural life that we were realy motivated to avoid injury by firearm.

My grandfather gave me a credit line at the local county store of one box of .22 shorts per week. A cleaned and quartered rabbit was worth a box of .22 LR. I can also affirm that a cleaned and quartered feral cat was also worth a box of .22 LR - but only as long as one's grandmother doesn't look too, too closely before it hit the skillet.


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Jim Fox
 
Jim, you have eaten feral cat!? You have my eternal respect! :D

My Dad taught me how to shoot. I grew up on a farm, so I was animal control. Squirrels & jack rabbits burrow holes would wash out all of our ditches when we irrigated. Black birds would eat our grain faster than the cows could. So my job when I wasn't working was to go out and kill stuff.

I was given a bb gun when I was about 6, an old Remington bolt action .410 when I was about 9 or so. And on my 11th or 12th birthday my Dad gave me a Remington 870 Wingmaster 12 gauge, which I still use today, it has a 30 inch barrel. When I was 12 I could hardly lift it, it was a howitzer to me. My Dad told me that I would grow into it. :)

So that I could learn to handle recoil my Dad gave me several cases of high base shells and told me to go shoot them all. I couldn't move my arm for a week, but since then I've never been afraid of recoil either.
 
My Dad. It was all part of growing up in the "garage." Woodworking, mechanics, tools, bench, drill press, lights, air compressor (hand crafted from an old 500 lb. bomb casing capped on both ends, mounted with 4X4's and angle iron from a discarded bed frame. Used an old refrigeration pump to power it. I STILL HAVE IT.)

Started with BB gun, then got my own Marlin 39A .22 lever gun. Dad taught me how to shoot and CLEAN my gun.

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Safe shooting - PKAY
 
My Dad. It was all part of growing up in the "garage." Woodworking, mechanics, tools, bench, drill press, lights, air compressor (hand crafted from an old 500 lb. bomb casing capped on both ends, mounted with 4X4's and angle iron from a discarded bed frame. Used an old refrigeration pump to power it. I STILL HAVE IT.)

Started with BB gun, then got my own Marlin 39A .22 lever gun. Dad taught me how to shoot and CLEAN my gun.

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Safe shooting - PKAY
 
Dad. I learned with a single barrel 12 gauge to shoot "at" quail, and pheasant. I was not much of a shot until I got to the Army and had some fun with the M-16 (and not so much fun with the 1911 model pistol). I now have my Dad's semi-auto Remington 12 gauge.
I'm glad my dad didn't think guns were bad. I wish we had heard of ear plugs though.

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"Unless the Lord builds the house, they labour in vain that build it:
except the Lord guards the city, the watchman stays awake in vain." (Psalm 127:1)

The Second Amendment rights have not kept pace with the First.

"Freedom is given to the human conditionally, in the assumption of his constant religious responsibility."
(Alexander Solzhenitzyn)
 
I would have to say it was my Uncle. He had a hunting camp in upstate New York. I was along for a weekend and he,my cousins and myself went to the local dump to shoot dump rats. If I remember the first pistol I fired was a top break H&R .32 revolver.
We had a lot of fun that day and dispatched a good many rats to the grand rat haven in the sky :)

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Anonymous
 
My first introduction to shooting came from the Air Force in 1967. Taught me how to shoot, then gave me a chance to be range officer on the.38 pistol which started a life-long love of shooting sports. Not to be confused with loving guns.

Frosty
 
My Dad introduced me to shooting with his J.C. Higgins .22 - bolt action rifle and his L.C. Smith 12 gauge double-barrel shotgun. Recently he gave me the old J.C. Higgins rifle, but he is keeping the L.C. Smith shotgun for self defense.

That old shotgun inspired me to buy my first gun when I was in the 10th grade. It was a Remington Model 870, 16 gauge. My youngest son now has my old Remington pump and I have a collection of 29 guns that include handguns, hunting rifles, "assault" rifles, and shotguns. Both my sons have at least a half-dozen guns each, many of them I've past along to them.

After all, gun ownership is the most important part of our heritage. My father is now 84 and still enjoys the shooting sports.
 
A Naval Officer who had been on the Naval Academy Rifle Team in the early 1940's, Took me to an NRA affiliated .22 rifle club and stayed to coach and be range officer and what ever else was needed. Two of my brothers and I earned distinguished Riflemen medals, That Naval Officer was my father.

I taught my sons and daughter how to shoot and am now working to teach my wife (much more difficult)
 
I envy those whose fathers and grandfathers introduced them to shooting. Mine did'nt want any guns in the house for some un-explained reason. My dad has two now though. They had nothing against guns, just did'nt have any.

I went out around age 16 with some cops shooting and had several friends who were hunters. At age 18, armed with checking and credit cards, well, the rest is history. I also spend time in the Air Force. Anyway, I was mostly on my own.

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Robert
Littleton CO
NRA Life, CSSA, RMGO
 
I also was on my own. My dad who's retired now was never into weapons or fishing. Too much on his mind raising the four of us I guess. When I was 19 I got an FOID card (I live in Illinois) just to get a Sheridan Blue Streak. One thing led to another, and I discovered I simply like guns. No excuses, no apologies. Don't even hunt, just like to own and shoot guns. I also wish my father was into guns, now that he's retired we could shoot together, but he's still not. I compensate by introducing my younger brother into shooting. (Much to the chagrin of his mildly anti wife)
 
Gunslinger taught me about a year ago. I went rabbit hunting about two times when I was real young with my dad but I don't consider that really learning about shooting, I have learnt alot in the last year with Gunslinger but I feel he has much more to teach before I'm a expert, but I'm willing to learn, it has become very interesting to me. :)

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WHEN IT COMES TO FRIENDS THE SKY IS NOT THE LIMIT
 
Score one for my dad; as he bought me a single-shot, bolt action Winchester Model
67A when I was about 12 years old!!! :) :D
Learn to shoot a nat's ass off at 100 yards
with .22 Short's!!! :p

Best Wishes,
Ala Dan, N.R.A. Life Member
 
My uncle taught me at about age 6. Unfortunately, my father was an academic type who would have spent more time worrying about the aerodynamics of the bullet design but my uncle was a UDT back before they called them SEAL's and he provided me with a lifelong love and respect for guns. Does anyone else find it strange that we were able to behave responsibly with guns at an early age and didn't feel the need to go on a rampage? Guess that argument about kids & guns must really be about teaching kids right from wrong. Hmmm.
 
My first boyfriend taught me. I was 17. I shot a youth-sized .22 rifle. At the time, I was very apathetic toward guns and shooting. I could live with them or live without them. My mom had an absolute COW when she found out I had shot a gun. A year and a half later I went into the Army and learned to appreciate firearms more. I bought my first gun (CZ75) the day I ETS'd from the Army.


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Kim

NRA Millenium Life Member
 
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