Grandpa let me shoot with him some times, but I cannot remember a single safety lesson from that period. No eye protection, no hearing protection.
Parents let me have a BB gun when I was about 8, the same time I was shooting a bit with my grandpa, and the only rule was no shooting at houses. Given that I haven't ever been a psychopath I'm not sure why that rule was even spoken of.
Passed 10 years old I never shot anything. Stopping hanging around grandpa at the time. Family issues.
It was a Marine, my general manager at work, that got me into shooting when I was 21. He'd talk politics and the importance of the 2nd ammendment, and I followed along. Took me shooting with a bunch of co-workers; and I realized that this was something I should do. Took my to my 1st gun show; helped me pick out my first gun. Showed me how to clean my pistol in his garage after I bought it. Showed me the basics of pistol shooting, and took the CCW course with me when Michigan passed that law. Drilled the 3 rules into my head pretty quick. Of course, he had his own set of the 3 rules:
- Always handle a gun as if it's loaded.
- A unloaded gun is useless
- Since you're handlng it as if it were loaded, keep the danged thing loaded!
Gave me some pretty good advice when I got my first pistol too. To keep me from putting my booger hook on the bang stick he said to make sure the pistol was unloaded, and just set it next to you while you watch TV or something. Pick it up with your finger off the trigger, and put it down. Repeat 1,000 times. It worked.
Now, I just need to teach my father what this guy taught me. Sad, I think, but fixable.