romma
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Toy guns were it. My mother had no problems with me shooting and playing with toy guns.
I only shot a real gun when I was 11 or 12 in the Boy Scouts.
I only shot a real gun when I was 11 or 12 in the Boy Scouts.
Were you an armed child?
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MikeLD
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Yep
Dad started me shooting a winchester 22 at about 5 and he gave it to me to keep in my room at age 8. He gave me my first shotgun at 12.
Dad started me shooting a winchester 22 at about 5 and he gave it to me to keep in my room at age 8. He gave me my first shotgun at 12.
Cyclimus
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I'm 25 now but lived in a fairly tolerant family. Had my first shotgun at 15 and had full access to my father's before that, so I'd say yes, I was an armed teenager at least.
Bud Tugly
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BB gun at about age 8, .22 at about 11, first shotgun at about 14, and first deer rifle at about 16.
We used to sling our .22's over our shoulders and ride our bikes through town to shoot rats at the town dump. During hunting season I'd walk down the street with my shotgun over my shoulder to go grouse hunting in the woods. I've always carried a pocket knife everywhere all my life.
Times have sure changed.
We used to sling our .22's over our shoulders and ride our bikes through town to shoot rats at the town dump. During hunting season I'd walk down the street with my shotgun over my shoulder to go grouse hunting in the woods. I've always carried a pocket knife everywhere all my life.
Times have sure changed.
I was an armed child. I started shooting about age 6. At age 8 I got a .410 for Christmas. By the age of 11 I had to feed the cows and horses. Also had to look for missing cows or broken fences. I had an ATC that had a gun rack on it and I would carry the .410 during warm weather in case of rattlers.
My mom didn't allow guns. Not real ones, Airsoft ones, BB guns, pellet guns, paintball guns... Not even squirt guns... Bought a rifle at 18, and moved out.
Six years later....
HK91
HK USP 40
CZ 2075 RAMI
FN Five-seveN
Steyr M9-A1
Kahr CW9
Saiga .410
....In that order
Still never shot a BB gun or Pellet gun, Shot alot of airsoft and maybe 2 different paintball guns..
Six years later....
HK91
HK USP 40
CZ 2075 RAMI
FN Five-seveN
Steyr M9-A1
Kahr CW9
Saiga .410
....In that order
Still never shot a BB gun or Pellet gun, Shot alot of airsoft and maybe 2 different paintball guns..Yep. It was not uncommon for my brother and I to shoot up more than a brick of .22s in a 3 day weekend visit to grandma and grandpa's. It was a target rich environment, full of grackles, english sparrows, rabbits, ground squirrels, and prairie dogs. Songbirds like robins, orioles, and cardinals were off limits, as Grandma liked them. The others were viewed as pests, and were shot on sight. My brother and i had our own .22s at age 8 and 10. No supervision, other than the sure knoledge that if you shot anything that you were not supposed to, one of the grandparents would take a plaster lath to your behind, sure as the sun rises in the east.......
shadowalker
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I am from Alaska and grew up shooting BB guns, squirrel hunting in our back yard, etc. I had a 22 at an early age but mostly shot at ranges.
For my 18th birthday I received a Ruger P90.
For my 18th birthday I received a Ruger P90.
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Vern Humphrey
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Yep. When I was about 15, my mother saw lights in our pasture. Dad wasn't home, so she handed me the .30-30 and told me to check it out.
I found some guys spreading cottonseed cake to attract cattle -- obviously preparatory to shooting one or two and wenching them into their truck.
The told me they'd whip my butt, I told them I'd blow their backbones out, and they backed away and left.
I found some guys spreading cottonseed cake to attract cattle -- obviously preparatory to shooting one or two and wenching them into their truck.
The told me they'd whip my butt, I told them I'd blow their backbones out, and they backed away and left.
308win
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Started with a BB gun when 4; got my first real gun (single shot .22) at 6
Yes, got a 410 single shot when I was 9 and my grandfather took me every weekend af squirrel season hunting. When it wasn't season I would take a couple boxes of shells and go shoot blackbirds and sparrows all day. Next I bought or my dad with my money a Rem 552 Speedmaster at age 14 or 15. Then I got a FIE 22 single action at 15 or 16. Not very accurate and man that thing was unbelievably loud.
Chuhhuniban
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I suppose I was an Armed Child. Never thought about it much. Got a Winchester slide-action .22 at the age of 9 which went in my bedroom closet with however much ammunition I had left from the last brick I talked my father out of. By 10, I had my grandfather's 250-3000 Savage 99 in there with it (for deer hunting) and by 11, a slide-action Remington 20-gauge (quail).
Fast forward to age sixteen. Grandfather in another state agreed to give me his old car. Would have to ride the train from home to his house to pick it up. The night before I left, my father handed me his Colt .38 revolver and twelve rounds of .38 Special. Told me to pack them in my suitcase (unloaded) on the train. Load and carry in the glove box on my 1,200-mile solo drive home. I had been trained in safe gun handling by my father and more by his two best friends, one a retired Cavalry officer and one a WW II Infantry NCO. All hunters. All three Special Deputies allowed to carry concealed. All intolerant of sloppy or unsafe gun handling and highly skilled at the art of verbal correction (I even got to do pushups). On my drive home, I stopped to visit the Cavalry officer and showed him my new (to me) car. He inspected it carefully, found the pistol in the glove compartment, inspected it even more carefully and then made me clean it (ever the trainee) before leaving. Then I drove two more days (no Interstate) to the house. Went to give my father his pistol back and he told me to keep it. He bought another one while I was gone 'cause he felt naked without it in his car. So it stayed in the glove box from then on until I sold it to buy a M1911 (sorry I did that, sell the .38, not buy the M1911, but my excuse is that I was 18 and I am going to stick to it).
Fast forward to age sixteen. Grandfather in another state agreed to give me his old car. Would have to ride the train from home to his house to pick it up. The night before I left, my father handed me his Colt .38 revolver and twelve rounds of .38 Special. Told me to pack them in my suitcase (unloaded) on the train. Load and carry in the glove box on my 1,200-mile solo drive home. I had been trained in safe gun handling by my father and more by his two best friends, one a retired Cavalry officer and one a WW II Infantry NCO. All hunters. All three Special Deputies allowed to carry concealed. All intolerant of sloppy or unsafe gun handling and highly skilled at the art of verbal correction (I even got to do pushups). On my drive home, I stopped to visit the Cavalry officer and showed him my new (to me) car. He inspected it carefully, found the pistol in the glove compartment, inspected it even more carefully and then made me clean it (ever the trainee) before leaving. Then I drove two more days (no Interstate) to the house. Went to give my father his pistol back and he told me to keep it. He bought another one while I was gone 'cause he felt naked without it in his car. So it stayed in the glove box from then on until I sold it to buy a M1911 (sorry I did that, sell the .38, not buy the M1911, but my excuse is that I was 18 and I am going to stick to it).
Chuhhuniban
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Yeah, we had some of that too. We had to quit feeding cottonseed cake though, too much of it and the calves went blind. I don't remember what it was in it that did that though.
First gun - Daisy BB pump-action for 7th Birthday.
First rifle - Ruger 10/22. I think I was 11 or 12. We were poor and I saved for several years. My folks paid me $2 / hour to help side our home for one fall of hard work, which is how I finally got enough to buy it. Took my first raccoon and squirrel that fall too.
It's rather humorous. Daddy never grew up with guns and is still afraid of them. But, Mama was a crack shot and trapper many years back and encouraged me in this hobby.
First rifle - Ruger 10/22. I think I was 11 or 12. We were poor and I saved for several years. My folks paid me $2 / hour to help side our home for one fall of hard work, which is how I finally got enough to buy it. Took my first raccoon and squirrel that fall too.
It's rather humorous. Daddy never grew up with guns and is still afraid of them. But, Mama was a crack shot and trapper many years back and encouraged me in this hobby.
TexasRifleman
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Feeding cottonseed to calves too young can cause this. You're supposed to wait until the rumen is well formed before moving to cottonseed products.....
Ask me how I learned this the hard way lol. Try to save a buck and there ya go
andrewdl007
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At age 8 or 10 (I cant remember and that was only 9-11 years ago) I was given a double barrel .410. I was given a 12 GA 11-87 for my 16th birthday I think. I was lucky enough to grow up in a part of California that was not completely antigun. Saddly it has sense become very anti, but I dont live there anymore.
bluestarlizzard
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i was a teen. i knew were the guns were and how to use several when i was pretty young, but i didn't get my first until i was about 15. living in the country can present trouble and ours was (at the time) a neighbor with the bad taste to allow her aggressive pit bulls to run. dad bought me a single shot .410 and a couple mounths later he got me a S&W m19, which was always kept loaded in my room. for awhile everybody in the area was walking around armed (cause of the pits) and i had my m19 straped to my hip all the time. i was maybe 16 when i used it to defend myself against those same pit bulls.
Cableguy
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I am still carrying daily the SW39-2 I got when I was 16 btw it was NEW, prod 1978...
MD_Willington
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I carried a baton made from a cut down pool cue in my book bag, had a lanyard made from braided boot laces...
Aw life in "non-violent" Canada...
Aw life in "non-violent" Canada...
I was raised by a grandfather who was a gunsmith, I had my own 22 at 6 and shot crows, robins and sea gulls out of the cherry orchard for 22 shells, I carried a 22 rifle, to shoot muskrats on my trap line, to school with me until 8th grade, when I got my first 22 pistol, I kept my rifle in my locker but had to put the pistol in the metal shop teachers desk.
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yeah, a .25acp baby browning and some .380acp ppk
only rifle i had was a beeman r1 (air rifle)
only rifle i had was a beeman r1 (air rifle)
In my mind I was armed as soon as I had my first cap gun! Always wanted a BB gun, but wasn't allowed one. OTH, I was allowed to save for a .22. Figure that one out! (guess I was gonna shoot someones eye out?) Got that .22 when I was about 10 or 11. Had been using Dads Savage model 5 for a while by then. Have added considerably since then. Oh yeah....did get that BB gun last yea!
CajunBass
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I got no idea when I got my first knife, but that wasn't "armed." It was just a knife. It was meant for whittling sticks, cutting fishing lines and building a log cabin or something. I would have no more ever thought of pulling a knife and using it as a weapon than I would have thought I could flap my arms and fly.
I got a BB gun when I was six or seven I guess. There were only a few rules. Don't shoot it in the house, don't shoot your sisters or anybody else, don't shoot any kind of animal. Now go have fun.
I lost that gun twice. I shot in the house one time. Guess what. Guns are always loaded. I lost it for a week.
Then I shot my sister with it. Did you know an empty cigarette pack won't stop a BB? BB went through the empty Pall Mall pack stuck between the cracks on the top of a pile of cinder blocks, and hit my kid sister in the back. She didn't say anything until she went in the house later. Then she screamed like she was being skinned alive. Delayed reaction pain. All my sisters had it. I lost it for a month that time. But I also learned another lesson. Make sure of your target, your backstop, and what's behind it.
Got my first shotgun, and Ithaca M-66 Super-single, when I was 13 or 14. Got the same basic training. Don't shoot anything you're not supposed to. Go have fun. Fired a few shot off the back porch, then went hunting. Hunting license? We don't need no stinking hunting license.
I bought my first gun for myself a few years later. My mother had to order it from the Sears-Roebuck catalog for me, but it was my money. I'd worked on a farm for $5.00 a day to pay for that Sears double-barrel 12 ga (Stevens 311). $79.95 IIRC. I can't remember if it came in the mail, or if a Sears truck delivered it. Probably a Sears truck. That must have been before 1968 so I would have been 15-16.
I got a BB gun when I was six or seven I guess. There were only a few rules. Don't shoot it in the house, don't shoot your sisters or anybody else, don't shoot any kind of animal. Now go have fun.
I lost that gun twice. I shot in the house one time. Guess what. Guns are always loaded. I lost it for a week.
Then I shot my sister with it. Did you know an empty cigarette pack won't stop a BB? BB went through the empty Pall Mall pack stuck between the cracks on the top of a pile of cinder blocks, and hit my kid sister in the back. She didn't say anything until she went in the house later. Then she screamed like she was being skinned alive. Delayed reaction pain. All my sisters had it. I lost it for a month that time. But I also learned another lesson. Make sure of your target, your backstop, and what's behind it.
Got my first shotgun, and Ithaca M-66 Super-single, when I was 13 or 14. Got the same basic training. Don't shoot anything you're not supposed to. Go have fun. Fired a few shot off the back porch, then went hunting. Hunting license? We don't need no stinking hunting license.
I bought my first gun for myself a few years later. My mother had to order it from the Sears-Roebuck catalog for me, but it was my money. I'd worked on a farm for $5.00 a day to pay for that Sears double-barrel 12 ga (Stevens 311). $79.95 IIRC. I can't remember if it came in the mail, or if a Sears truck delivered it. Probably a Sears truck. That must have been before 1968 so I would have been 15-16.
Omaha-BeenGlockin
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First Daisy--Win 94 copy--at 5
Grandpa bought a Stevens single shot .22 at 6 ---kept at his house--but was mine--still have it.
Sheridan Blue Streak when I was 9---pellet gun with the power of a .22.
Age 11 saved B-day and Christmas money from my grandparents and used the money to buy a Win 190 complete with scope--at Walgreens no less.
Age 13 got a 870 Wingmaster 12ga. from my parents that Christmas.
No other firearms till I hit 24-25 or so and bought a Colt .357.
Grandpa bought a Stevens single shot .22 at 6 ---kept at his house--but was mine--still have it.
Sheridan Blue Streak when I was 9---pellet gun with the power of a .22.
Age 11 saved B-day and Christmas money from my grandparents and used the money to buy a Win 190 complete with scope--at Walgreens no less.
Age 13 got a 870 Wingmaster 12ga. from my parents that Christmas.
No other firearms till I hit 24-25 or so and bought a Colt .357.
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