Pics of your parents that show why you like guns

Im the first of my family as far as I am aware to be pro gun and my grandfather back when he served in ww2 at a bomber monkey wrencher (guy who fixes the bomber as its under fire) after he got out had a CC permit back when you could get them in NYC but that was a while ago. I took my mom to the range but after her shooting I immediately took it out of her hands... I will not trust my mother with a gun just saying, I do love her however anyway.

Bfh_auto said:

I always run 1 1/4 of 7 1/2 with 700x.
It was my partridge load and I just ran it even though the recoil got abusive over a few boxes.
Sure powdered clays though.
That was my dad's load from his childhood also.

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It was kind of a joke- on the shotgunning forums, someone always tosses that in as a troll....but yeah, 1 1/4 of 7 1/2's would be a good field load. Dad and I used 1 3/8 #5 Lubaloys on pheasant, and 1 1/2 of the same for ducks, before steel.

Bfh_auto said:

My family started taking pictures back in the late 1800s. In the early 30s I think one of them got a personal camera. Because there suddenly was pictures of the farm, cars, and hunting. Of course family portraits.

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Same with my dad's side of the family, we have a lot of old pre 1900 stuff then a lot from the 20s. Which are cool because they were wealthy and live in NYC. My dad's uncle took a bunch more in the 30-40s all around the world, then ww2 happened.

Riomouse911 said:

I don’t have any old hunting or shooting pictures other than the ones I’ve posted in the other thread, but I do have a couple of pictures showing that outdoorsmanship runs deep.

Here at age two I let our pet fawn into the kitchen of my Grandparents house on the family ranch in Texas:

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Here is my Dad with a nice stringer in 1967 caught in a mountain lake in Southern Utah:

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And me with my first trout from the same lake in 1972:

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Stay safe.

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That's a funny looking dog lol.

We had two whitetail fawns back then. Bonnie and Ginger. The one in the picture was Ginger.

Stay safe.

We lived in NYC, not much of a gun culture there. My father served in some serious WWII action, including the Battle of the Bulge, and had no interest in ever shooting again.

But they didn't stand in my way when I wanted to shoot and bought me my first .22 rifle at 12.

troy fairweather said:

Same with my dad's side of the family, we have a lot of old pre 1900 stuff then a lot from the 20s. Which are cool because they were wealthy and live in NYC. My dad's uncle took a bunch more in the 30-40s all around the world, then ww2 happened.

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The only really old picture that I have is of my Dad’s Father as a kid in 1912. He caught decent sized (a now-endangered) Colorado River Pikeminnow where Cottonwood Cove sits now. This was long before Hoover and Davis Dams now impound the flow and stopped the fish’s spawning migrations.



My Grandfather had immigrated from the green hills of Scotland with his Dad, Mom and older brother by steamship and train to work in the gold mines of southern Nevada a few months before this was taken. I think that accounts for his dapper dress... and the “where the hell am I?” look on his face.

Stay safe.

Riomouse911 said:

The only really old picture that I have is of my Dad’s Father as a kid in 1912. He caught decent sized (a now-endangered) Colorado River Pikeminnow where Cottonwood Cove sits now. This was long before Hoover and Davis Dams now impound the flow and stopped the fish’s spawning migrations.

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My Grandfather had immigrated from the green hills of Scotland with his Dad, Mom and older brother by steamship and train to work in the gold mines of southern Nevada a few months before this was taken. I think that accounts for his dapper dress... and the “where the hell am I?” look on his face.

Stay safe.

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Great period picture.

There's certainly nothing "minnow" about that fish.

Dad wasn't a serious shooter or hunter, but did own several guns and did want me to know how to shoot.
I posted a picture of him and me shooting out back taking the trash out. Here's some of him in the USAAF.

<WAR STORY SHORT VERSION>
Dad did "boot camp" behind a typewriter at the admin center. The one thing he insisted on doing for real was weapons training. And while he was later trained
a B17 gunner, his main assignment was to establish and keep operational backup/emergency air bases. This meant his small crew would go in to say
Bullock County(GA) reserve field, activate and keep it ready for use if Savannah (Hunter) had to be evacuated. His crew was totally responsible for
facilities, runway, communications and security. Towards the end of the war his duties moved him to the Pacific, where on VJ day he was awaiting
orders to be the second wave ashore and activate captured airfields in Japan. Thankfully that never happened. </wssv>

Pictures of him during the war. The one in dress uniform with the 1911 was a publicity photo for local newspaper ("local boys guard bases" type thing). He also
among numerous things got his Cadet wings and had his own plane. This was used to check landing patterns, document landmarks/obstructions and search for
insurgents.

herrwalther said:

Both of my parents are rabid anti-gun people. I didn't just fall away from the tree, I was launched away from it. My 7 year old has handled more firearms than my parents have.

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Parents usually have a big influence on us but goes to show that sometimes as we come of age we develop our own thoughts and beliefs. I was adopted at less that a year old, while I don't give it much thought to it once in a while for a few seconds I wonder who were my birth parents were and what if they had raised me instead and then after a few seconds I say to myself who cares I'm lucky the way things turned out.

My Uncle with the Browning SA-22 and My Dad with a Ruger Std. 22 shooting in the North Louisiana woods in the 70's. Both were avid shooters, how I miss them.

Nothing vintage, both Grandads were in the Pacific in WW2 and neither wanted to hear another gunshot ever again when they got back. One had severe PTSD and never fully recovered.

My Dad took an elective credit NRA-sponsored marksmanship course in College (Kent State, I believe), and qualified Expert on his final exam, supposedly to the same standard the Army used at the time. He figured it would serve him well if Uncle Sam called his number for 'Nam. Fortunately, he never had to find out. At the end of the course, they gave him the option to buy his class rifle, a Mossberg 44US which he still owns.

He is mostly a collector, tinkerer, and restorer and I doubt he fired a single live round between 1990 and 2015, but as my kids came of age, I talked him into a couple family trips, so I finally have some pics of my Pops doing his thing.

alfsauve said:

Dad wasn't a serious shooter or hunter, but did own several guns and did want me to know how to shoot.
I posted a picture of him and me shooting out back taking the trash out. Here's some of him in the USAAF.

<WAR STORY SHORT VERSION>
Dad did "boot camp" behind a typewriter at the admin center. The one thing he insisted on doing for real was weapons training. And while he was later trained
a B17 gunner, his main assignment was to establish and keep operational backup/emergency air bases. This meant his small crew would go in to say
Bullock County(GA) reserve field, activate and keep it ready for use if Savannah (Hunter) had to be evacuated. His crew was totally responsible for
facilities, runway, communications and security. Towards the end of the war his duties moved him to the Pacific, where on VJ day he was awaiting
orders to be the second wave ashore and activate captured airfields in Japan. Thankfully that never happened. </wssv>

Pictures of him during the war. The one in dress uniform with the 1911 was a publicity photo for local newspaper ("local boys guard bases" type thing). He also
among numerous things got his Cadet wings and had his own plane. This was used to check landing patterns, document landmarks/obstructions and search for
insurgents.

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Youre lucky to have so many wartime photos of your dad, kudos! I think the rifle in that top left hand photo may have been an M1917 (P17) Enfield?

A picture of my Dad casting bullets on his parent's porch, about 1948ish....... 18 years old?
My Grandfather didn't like the idea of Dad making ammo...........
But as the story goes, as they both matured, my Grand Dad would not hunt without the ammo Dad made!



I will try to post more..Some are kinda shocking and historic!

Dad after the Battle of Attu, 1943: