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What got you into owning guns??

Discussion in 'General Gun Discussions' started by BergaminoCAV, Aug 15, 2006.

  1. BergaminoCAV

    BergaminoCAV New Member

    Jul 11, 2006
    My father always had guns in the house, as a teenager I was always into them but I would never wanted to spend my money on them because my father would let me use his, after spending 6 years in the army with a rifle and pistol by my side almost every day I felt empty when I got home, like somthing was missing, so I bought my first pistol ( H&K USP 45acp) and it was all downhill from there.
  2. RandomAvenger

    RandomAvenger New Member

    Aug 1, 2006
    Republik of Washington
    I grew up around guns and have been shooting them since I was about 8. It just seemed to be the logical thing to do, considering howmuch I enjoy shooting.

    Plus I love reading the complaints in the local newpaper about how loud the local gun range is!
  3. Sika Stalker

    Sika Stalker New Member

    Aug 13, 2006
    Southern Ireland
    It very simple for most people its nearly always family
    For me it was my oyld man seeing him shoot clays for ireland and then going out deer stalking with him.:)
  4. Superpsy

    Superpsy Member

    Jun 13, 2006
    Central OH
    a friend's dad took me target shooting with an old single-shot .22...then pastor took me shooting (target) with shotgun and .22

    the watershed moment was my junior year in college...everyone on that floor owned guns :what: they kinda drew me in....:D
  5. Zen21Tao

    Zen21Tao Participating Member

    Apr 15, 2004
    Gainesville, Fl
    What got you into guns

    Going hunting with my uncle from the time I was about 10 years old. This led to me getting my own 12 gauge and .22lr at 12 years old.
  6. 'Card

    'Card Participating Member

    Feb 20, 2006
    Raleigh, NC
    I'm from rural West Virginia.


    It would be much more unusual if I didn't own a bunch of guns, to be honest.
  7. Deer Hunter

    Deer Hunter Senior Member

    Dec 26, 2005
    As my handle implies, I hunt deer. My entire family hunts. My mother's father collected, as did her brother. She helped them cast bullets when she was younger. My father has always owned guns.

    I have pictures of me in diapers, red rubber boots, and two SAA replica toy pistols shoved down my diapers. My mother says that when I was very young, I would walk out onto the porch, draw an imaginary gun from my holster, aim at a bird, say "Tau! Tau!" (Sounds like the "tow" in "Tower"), then reholster my weapon, and walk back inside. Every picture of me from 2-9, I've got some kine of gun or knife in my hands, mainly plastic except for my Red Rider bb gun.

    And no, I never did "shoot my eye out". I shot the eyes out of birds and lizards, though. :neener:
  8. Ben Shepherd

    Ben Shepherd Senior Member

    Feb 27, 2004
    I'm from Utah, born and raised mormon.

    Out here you are a piker if you don't have at least 1 full gun safe.

    Family thing several generations old. On moms side we have a muzzle loader that was built by Daniel Boone for a family member.
  9. NeveraVictimAgain

    NeveraVictimAgain Member

    Feb 24, 2003

    I was attacked by two young guys with baseball bats in a case of mistaken identity.
    I have now carried a pistol for 12 years. Mostly a Makarov, now a KT P11.
    I did not grow up around guns and am teaching myself to shoot. I like sighted target shooting for fun and point shooting for SD.
    Last edited: Aug 16, 2006
  10. Bubbles

    Bubbles Senior Member

    Apr 26, 2004
    Eastern Panhandle of West Virginia
    I blame Sarah Brady.

    Prior to the hoopla in '94 coming up to the AW ban I'd never shot a gun in my life. There was so much on the news about it that I decided to go to a gun store and see what the big deal was. Wasn't long before I took a safety class, then more advanced classes, got my CCW, and got bit by the NFA bug.

    Thanks Sarah!


    Feb 24, 2006
    I grew up around firearms I remember going rabbit hunting with my dads .22lr on our land. But moslty when I got older and my brother got out of the service he got into to IPSC and I would practice with him and went to a few competetitions been hooked ever since.

    The odd thing is the more I hang around THR the more guns I buy, wierd.:D
  12. XD Fan

    XD Fan Participating Member

    Jul 26, 2006
    Stuck up here (rural Missouri) and got Dixie on my
    God bless that woman. She keeps recruiting for us!:evil:

    Grew up hunting and listening to my dad's tales of hunting. most every story he told had a gun in it somehow. Oddly enough, he still has a real antipathy for handguns. I am working on him though. I think he is interested in shooting a little Taurus .22 revolver I recently bought. Also, as he lives in rattle snake country, I think I have him talked into buying a revolover I recently saw that will fire .45 LC or a .410 shotgun shell.
  13. RioShooter

    RioShooter Active Member

    Oct 29, 2005
    Brownsville, TX
    One Word

  14. orangelo

    orangelo member

    Jun 19, 2006
    AWB did.
  15. The_Shootist

    The_Shootist Participating Member

    Aug 15, 2003
    Richmond Tx, CSA

    Almost 10 years ago I emigrated from Canada to the US - Texas to be exact.

    Well, things were pretty low key until one Saturday night a bunch of drunken morons started banging on my door, intimating they were going to do some major remodeling on myself and my apt. I had no idea who they were (likely a case of mistaken identity) so I grabbed a kitchen knife, yelled back through the door I was armed (which was sorta true :D ) and surprisingly, things got real quiet as they decided they had better things to do.

    That got me thinking - I was at a disadvantage as far as personal defense goes so I started cruising around the gun boards and bought a S&W 617, .22LR calibre revolver, 6 shots. In a dim light (heck, maybe in ANY light) it would pass for a pretty business like piece, and if push came to shove I figured loaded with Stingers, it might buy me some time. I figured it was a good place to start.

    I wasn't your average gun-phobic left-wing munchkin loving Canadian dedicated to tip-toing thru the tulips and singing Kumbaya. I had owned 2 shotguns and two rifles in Canada so I was comfortable with firearms and certainly the concept of using them for self-defense.

    Well, after about 3 mos (and 5000+ rds of .22 expended) I got kinda bored, went back to my original gunshop and bought a police trade in S&W Model 915 9mm. Kinda big, but at least it fired REAL bullets. Since I had been in Texas for about 9 mos, I also filled out the paperwork to get my CHL.

    Now I'm on my second renewal of a CHL, a US Citizen and 8 handguns (and 1 AK-47) later. All because some guys banged on my door one night (yeah, any old excuse will do). I also still have my original 617, I guess for sentimental value.

    As well, now that I'm so well armed, in 10 years nobody else has banged on my door or confronted me in public. But I wouldn't do anything differently.
  16. CNYCacher

    CNYCacher Participating Member

    Apr 29, 2006
    Auburn, NY
    Two reasons:

    I was in to bb guns when I was younger, but that kinda fizzled out. Never actually got into hunting growing up, although my dad has been a big hunter since he was young, and tried to get me interested. Starting about 5 years ago, I had been wanting more and more each year to get into hunting. It was weird, every fall I found myself thinking about how cool it would be to be out in the woods hunting, and each year it got worse. Well I finally did it. Getting into deer hunting for the first time at 25 years old is not something you hear about every day, but I am hooked on it. I was twice as old as the average person in the safety class. :)
    Owning my first shotgun got me interested in guns again, but finding these two websites is what got me IN to guns like I am now. One day I followed a link to A Human Right off of someone's sig line in another forum, it was all over after that. Now I own three guns and, well, you know I have a bunch more on my wish list.
    Thank you Oleg, and all the other THR-ers!
  17. Fosbery

    Fosbery Participating Member

    Jun 21, 2006
    Great Britain
    When I was a kid, I somehow got it into my head that breaking bottles and perferating tin cans was a worthwhile pursuit, and bought myself a pellet gun. It occured to me one day that my pellet gun had some serious limitations in rate of fire, range, accuracy and power. So I begged my parents to get me a .22 rifle and a few months later I was the proud owner of a Ruger 10/22. It grew and grew from there (although it shrunk a couple of times too thanks to the Nazi regimes we tend to get in this country nowadays) until I one day realised that guns wern't just fun, they were important for other things too, like not being forced to wear a star on my shirt, and not getting stabbed in the face.
  18. pax

    pax Mentor

    Dec 24, 2002
    Washington state
    Grew up around 'em, sort of -- went deer hunting every year with my dad. Never had handguns, never thought of self defense. After I got married, I had a battered old .22 rifle underneath my bed, but rarely got it out.

    Fast forward a few years. Husband and I finally made our escape from urban life. We moved to a house in the country on a busy-ish rural highway. I was pregnant with Baby #5, and husband worked late-night hours.

    Right around the time the first drunk crashed into our ditch and asked to use the phone, it occurred to me that perhaps I should have a gun or something for defense. By the time the second one did so (two weeks later), I knew I really ought to get past the "ought to" and into action.

    When I got serious about making our house safer, we first bought throw-out-the-window fire ladders for upstairs. And more smoke alarms. And brighter lights for the outside areas. And better locks for the doors. Then we went looking for a gun.

    At first I thought I wanted a shotgun for defense. That's what everybody says to do, right? Get a shotgun, you don't even have to aim it, just the noise will make an intruder crap his pants. Put it up high where the kids can't get it.

    That was bad advice, by the way. Except on rare and unpredictable occasions, my children have never been the sweet, innocent, adorable types who play peacefully together or quietly by themselves and always do what they're told. Frankly, they were born monsters -- you know, the kind of kids who will get into the Christmas gifts and will slide down the staircases and will climb apple trees and will take the radio apart with a screwdriver and will get behind the wheel of the car if mom accidentally leaves her keys in. We've civilized them, sort of, but only with great effort and at a horrendous cost in terms of energy spent.

    Even if I'd been able to convince myself that my normal children were inhumanly good after all, a toddler sitting on my fridge one afternoon convinced me that "hiding stuff up high" to keep it out of kids' hands was just a really stupid thing to do.

    So where in the world could I safely fit an easily-accessible long gun into our home? I couldn't. It just wasn't possible. If I couldn't get at it when I needed it in a hurry, there wasn't any point in having it at all, I figured.

    And that's where I left it for a long time. Yes, I ought to have a gun. But no, there wasn't any way to store one where I could get to it in a hurry but a child could not get to it at all.

    (What, train the kids? I believe in training kids, ask anyone about that, but ... kids are human beings. Human beings make mistakes. I was not going to bet my children's lives on the slim chance that they were actually the first perfect human beings ever born into my family.)

    Not too long after I'd sighingly given up the idea of getting a gun for defense, a family friend revived his long-dormant interest in shooting. At his invitation, I joined him and some other friends at an impromptu range session out in the woods. He brought handguns along and urged me to try one.

    I was hooked. And as I blazed away with a handgun for the first time in my life, I realized I was holding the solution to my home-defense needs. If I had a handgun, I could simply put it into a holster and carry it around with me during the day and evening hours when I was solely responsible for the house and children. I might not know what the little darlings were up to in the next room, but by golly if I couldn't keep them out of trouble when they were standing right next to me I was a poor excuse for a mom.

    At the same friend's urging, I signed up for a firearms training class about a week after I received my first carry permit.

    So, that's the tale. I owe a debt of thanks to buddy Don (he goes by username tstr on THR and TFL, but rarely posts). It's all his fault.

  19. JohnBT

    JohnBT Elder

    Dec 26, 2002
    Richmond, Virginia
    I tried playing with dolls and having little tea parties, but didn't enjoy it nearly as much as shooting and hunting. :uhoh:

    That, and at about age 5 my grandparents gave me a BB gun outfit with cleaning kit and wall rack. And my father was a State Trooper. And my uncles were gun traders. Well, you get the idea.

  20. dragongoddess

    dragongoddess member

    Aug 10, 2006
    Way Way out in West Texas
    I really don't know what motivated me last November to to purchase my first handgun but it happened. Maybe it was the Gun Shop that opened just 3 mins from my house. Whatever it was it hit me hard and has not let up since. I've been joking about belonging to the shops gun a month club. Truth be known its probably the 2 gun a month club. In fact I may pick up another weapon today.

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