What guns are you most sentimentally attached to.

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Just curious. My departed grandfather gave me a Remington Nylon 66 a number of years ago he had stashed away, and later a pellet gun that his coworkers gave him as a retirement gift. I find I value these guns and would be very hesitant to part with them for any reason, even though I don't shoot them much.

I also find I am a little sentimentally attached to the first revolver I ever bought, a Ruger SP101. I also inherited a small sum of money from the sale of my grandfather's house (I actually really miss the house). I used part of that money to purchase a S&W Regulation Police. The patent on the bottom of the grip, which is for the unique Regulation Police grip and not the gun itself, is dated June 5th, 1917. That happens to be the day he was born.

I have other guns I really like shooting a lot more than the ones I've listed, and several that are just really utilitarian tools, but I am really reluctant to ever part with these.

Here are the two revolvers I mentioned.
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I need to take a few pics of the rifles.

What guns in your collection re you most sentimentally attached to and why? Lets see some pictures!
 
I only have 2.

One is a .410 shotgun that my grandpa gave me as my first gun. It is still a wonderful small game gun and it will go to my son when he finishes hunter safety.

The other is my VBob that I bought with inheritance money as a tribute to my grandparents (who taught me to shoot).

Everything else is replaceable.
 
My Browning A5 that my dad gave me when I was about 12 years old . It was my only shotgun until about 3 years ago and the gun I used the most .
My Marlin 336c that my mom gave me for Christmas in 1977 .
I will never part with these two guns until death do us part .

Last year I got two of my dad's guns before he died , an S&W 36 and a Steven's 311 shotgun , but right now they are not sentimental to me . They remind me more of his death , I have even considered selling them . I never saw him shoot them and I didn't even know he had the Steven's .
 
I have a couple;
a Win 94 octagonal 22" barrel in '30 Win' made in 1906 that was my grandfather's
a Rem 700 ADL in maple stock 25-06 that is a first-year production. It was from a cousin of mine that was a Rem rep in the late 60's.
a Browning BPS 12 ga an uncle gave me for graduating from college
S&W K-22 masterpiece 22 revolver that was my Dad's.
One last one - a model 97 Win 12 ga, 30" full choke made in 1914 that was my grandfather's. I still turkey hunt with this one.
 
Glenfield Mod. 60 that I've had since a kid.
Marlin 336 also have had since I was a kid.
Rem 870 that I've had since a kid.
notice a theme? :)

All the above would probably be worth 20 bucks a piece. Yet, they all still shoot straight and work.

However, they are beat up. In a way that umpteen million miles being drug across NM and CO on my bicycle, drug up and down the San Juan's (Rockies Mountains for those afar), fallen down a number of ravines and arroyos, took a dip or two or 30 in streams and lakes. etc.
I can remember every nick and scratch as if it were yesterday. For example, that 870 with zero bluing left, sports some sort of plastic forend and its stock looks like it was drug behind a car doing 100mph down a dirt road.. All thanks to a tumble down Twilight Peak.

Ive inherited a few guns here and there, but they just don't have the same sentimental value to me as the ones Ive had since I was "knee high to a grasshopper". Those inherited guns are just biding their time till their next caretaker takes them over.
 
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My Dad wasn't a shooter, and I didn't get into guns until my early 30s. I still have the first firearm I owned: a Mossberg 500 given to me by my wife. I inherited my father-in-law's deer rifle. If I have any guns of "sentimental value," these are they. Mostly, though, I consider guns tools, and I don't attach sentimental value to tools.
 
My father's Ward's Westernfield .22lr. Given to him by an uncle when he was a child.
 

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Ruger 10/22. First gun.

I wish my uncle had not needed a few bucks and sold Grandpa's guns. I would have paid him to keep them in the family. No great monetary value, but lots of sentiment.
 
That’s a good question, and it really made me think. At first I thought, “Simple, the gun that holds the most sentimental value for me has to be my first one – a Model 55 Winchester (.22LR) that my folks gave me for my 10th birthday in 1958.”

But then I changed my mind and decided it had to be my M-100 Winchester (.308) that my folks gave me when I was 14. I took my first deer with that rifle during hunting season that year.

Then I thought once again and said to myself, “No, the gun that holds the most sentimental value for me is the 1874 Shiloh Sharps (.45-110) that my wife had built for me for our 25th Anniversary.” Because of “Quigley Down Under,” there was a two-year back order for Shiloh rifles back then, so my Sharps didn’t actually arrive until our 27th Anniversary.

Finally I decided that the gun(s) that holds the most sentimental value to me is actually dad’s old pair of Colt Frontier Scout (.22s) with their beautiful hand-carved leather holsters and gun belt, and they’re not really in my possession. Now I know that sounds strange, but my dad left those guns to me, and I, in turn handed them over to my oldest nephew (dad’s oldest grandson) a few years back. You see, I’m getting on in years, so is my wife for that matter, and we don’t have any grandchildren of our own that would appreciate dad’s Colt revolvers and holster set. Oh, we have grandchildren alright (4 boys) and they all like guns, but they’re more into ARs and 9mm semi-autos. So, without ever showing dad’s pair of Colt .22s revolvers and their beautiful holsters/gun belt to my own grandsons, I passed them to dad's oldest grandson, Jess. I knew Jess would appreciate them, and I still have the 1959 picture of dad proudly wearing his then new Colt revolvers and holsters while holding on to his big ol’ German Shepherd (King).:)
 
winchester 63 and second series Colt match target, a pair of twenty twos I've been shooting for 50 years. They quit being Dad's gun when I reached my teen years.
 
My Dad's one and only rifle, a single shot bolt action .22 of an unknown German manufacturer from the late 1920s/early 1930s. Other sentimental favorites include a Springfield Model 1898 given to me by a friend of my Dad's and my first rifle I ever owned, my Ruger 10/22. I also have a Ruger Single Six that was given to me by an old friend of mine and a Ruger Vaquero, also courtesy of a very good friend.
 
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My dad and his father were not big hunters. They kept a cheap single or double barreled shotgun to keep foxes out of the hen house and would occasionally take a rabbit or squirrel. Not a lot passed down. But my dad did acquire this nice pre WW-2 Belgian FN made shotgun. Not only a nice gun, but with a cool story.

Dad was somewhere in Germany when WW-2 ended. They had recently occupied a small German village and had confiscated all weapons and placed them in the street to be destroyed. The war had officially ended just days before and an officer told the men they could have anything they wanted. Dad picked out the shotgun and a .32 caliber pistol. He built a wooden box for the shotgun and mailed back home. The pistol made it back as far as Maryland where someone stole it out of dads gear while the train stopped for lunch.



 
My grandpa handed me his 1937 Belgium Browning A5 12 gauge a few months before he died. He did this while I was at his house using his drill press while building my .62 flintlock Jaeger kit. Both the shotgun and the flintlock are my two most special firearms.
 
I really like my rusty old hammerless coach gun. I use it for snakes, mostly.
And my lever gun.
 
Virtually all (with very few exceptions) of my guns are sentimental. But to keep the list short, my maternal grandfather's Winchester Model 50 12 ga shotgun.
 
That’s a good question, and it really made me think. At first I thought, “Simple, the gun that holds the most sentimental value for me has to be my first one – a Model 55 Winchester (.22LR) that my folks gave me for my 10th birthday in 1958.”

But then I changed my mind and decided it had to be my M-100 Winchester (.308) that my folks gave me when I was 14. I took my first deer with that rifle during hunting season that year.

Then I thought once again and said to myself, “No, the gun that holds the most sentimental value for me is the 1874 Shiloh Sharps (.45-110) that my wife had built for me for our 25th Anniversary.” Because of “Quigley Down Under,” there was a two-year back order for Shiloh rifles back then, so my Sharps didn’t actually arrive until our 27th Anniversary.

Finally I decided that the gun(s) that holds the most sentimental value to me is actually dad’s old pair of Colt Frontier Scout (.22s) with their beautiful hand-carved leather holsters and gun belt, and they’re not really in my possession. Now I know that sounds strange, but my dad left those guns to me, and I, in turn handed them over to my oldest nephew (dad’s oldest grandson) a few years back. You see, I’m getting on in years, so is my wife for that matter, and we don’t have any grandchildren of our own that would appreciate dad’s Colt revolvers and holster set. Oh, we have grandchildren alright (4 boys) and they all like guns, but they’re more into ARs and 9mm semi-autos. So, without ever showing dad’s pair of Colt .22s revolvers and their beautiful holsters/gun belt to my own grandsons, I passed them to dad's oldest grandson, Jess. I knew Jess would appreciate them, and I still have the 1959 picture of dad proudly wearing his then new Colt revolvers and holsters while holding on to his big ol’ German Shepherd (King).:)
" Once upon a time Passed this way a man and he carried a 308 ".............Nothing but good things.....
 
JMR's Dad's shotgun reminds me of one of my favorite guns.
My Dad liberated this 1927 WW Greener from the storeroom under a Japanese naval battery at Yokosuka. He brought it home with him on his ship after the war, and left it to me when he died.
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I don't use it much, but I take it out clean it, and admire it a lot.
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- Stevens 12ga side-by-side that was my grandpa’s

- Colt Anaconda that my grandpa bought about a year before he passed. Still have the receipt from 97 and the sock he put it in inside the factory case.

- .410 Topper single shot that my uncle gave me, grandpa bought it for him as a kid. My brother has a matching one that was my dad’s

- High Standard Double Nine .22 revolver that another uncle owned and always took camping, I bought it at his estate auction after he passed

- S&W 66-1 that my FIL “permanently” loaned me when he heard I was wanting a .357 revolver

- Marlin 1894 that my dad bought to pair with his childhood 39a (my brother has the 39a). Dad gave my brother and I his guns a few years ago, he’s never really been into shooting

- Remington 870 Express that was my first gun. I talked my parents into getting me that instead of a class ring when I was 16. It’s probably my favorite of all my firearms just because of the memories of hunting and just shooting with my buddies through high school and college. It’s been shot a LOT and the action is slick as snot

- Ruger Red Label 20 ga that I bought for myself when I got my first job after graduating college. Aside from vehicles, that was by far the largest purchase I’d ever made back then.


I guess I’m a “super owner” just with guns I’d never get rid of.
 
My first gun- a Remington 870 wingmaster in 410. My first handgun- a 4" S&W 19. And my grandfather's shotgun- a very good condition Win model 12.
 
A .25 Caliber Beretta Jetfire. I've had it over forty years and although I considered selling it a few times I just never could let it go. A couple years ago my son told me that when he was a wee lad he remembers me never leaving the house without it. Stupidly illegal for me to carry it back then but it fit right nice in the front pocket of my jeans and, at the time, it was all I could afford. Nowadays I have plenty of other legal carry options available to me but I still run a box of ammo through it every year.
 
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