Who introduced you to shooting?

Grew up in Arizona during 60's & 70's. Our family never owned guns because my mom didn't want them around. Fortunately, most of my friends had guns, and it was no problem borrowing one of theirs whenever we went out to he desert for plinking/varminting. Learned to shoot .22 rifle at YMCA ( I bet their insurer stopped that a long time ago! ) I actually never owned a firearm until a buddy gave me a Chinese SKS - first semi-auto rifle I'd ever fired. He is an avid collector/hunter/shooter, and I am indebted to him for getting me started in this great American tradition. That was in 1993. The hoopla leading up to the 1994 "Crime Bill" inspired me to purchase a green-label Colt AR15 and an Argentine FAL clone. Things have sort-of ballooned from there. I love shooting, and I plan to pass the tradition and my firearms along to my sons one day (ages one and three is probably a little too soon to start, eh?)
 
The friggen DI's at Parris Island! Those Bastages have cost me untold amounts of money over the past 25 years trying to perfect my shooting skills and finding the best rifle/pistol/revolver/shotgun.

I'm still practicing and looking. :D

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Schmit
GySgt, USMC(Ret)
NRA Life, Lodge 1201-UOSSS
"Si vis Pacem Para Bellum"
 
My hubby. He decided he wanted to buy a gun after being down here for a couple of years (I found him in Canada and he followed me home, so I kept him :D ) after not having one for several years thanks to the draconian Canadian gun laws.

So he went to a friends pawn shop and bought an old .22 pistol. We drove home with it in my lap (we weren't to sure about putting it in the trunk if the local cops would consider it concealed, but in Idaho you can carry open) with me crying my eyes out the entire time.

I didn't grow up with guns. Not for any reason other than my dad just didn't have one and moving all over the country with dad in the navy there wasn't much reason to haul any around. Dad used to hunt when he was young, but gave up hunting the day some idiot came back to the store to buy more ammo less than 2 hours after buying a whole lot of it (he was shooting at anything that moved). Swords and knives on the other hand, those we had, I love sharp pointies :D .

So here I am with this gun in the house. One day I got so fustrated at work I told my hubby to get some ammo and take me some place to try the blasted thing (I usually work my frustrations out playing Quake, Hexen, stc, but I'd already broken 2 keyboards that week). He showed me how it worked, loaded it, pointed me in the direction of the targets and said go. While I didn't hit the center of the target, hubby was impressed I was getting 2 inch groupings. I also found I loved shooting, so much so I am now into Cowboy Action Shooting (drug my hubby into it with me LOL).
 
A friend of the family when I was 13. Uncle Sam when I turned 18. Like Gunny, I've been practicing ever since.

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Guns cause crime like spoons cause Rosie O'Donnell to be fat!

I hunt, therefore I am.
 
The moderator of the Handloading forum: Johnny Guest. He's my father.

I was too young to really remember now. It was about 25 years ago, and I'm 29 now. I haven't stopped learning, and I still do most of my shooting with him.
 
My parents wouldn't have guns in the house when I was young. The U.S. Navy introduced me to the Colt .45 and .308 M-14 when I was enlisted.

Since then I've given my Dad his first gun, when he moved to Montana to retire I gave him my Marlin 30-30 as a going away house warming gift! He hunts more than I do now.
 
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