How old were you when you got your first gun?

How old were you when you got your first firearm.

  • 4 or younger

    Votes: 6 1.1%
  • 5

    Votes: 20 3.7%
  • 6

    Votes: 28 5.2%
  • 7

    Votes: 19 3.5%
  • 8

    Votes: 39 7.2%
  • 9

    Votes: 26 4.8%
  • 10

    Votes: 57 10.6%
  • 11

    Votes: 31 5.8%
  • 12

    Votes: 66 12.3%
  • 13

    Votes: 30 5.6%
  • 14

    Votes: 29 5.4%
  • 15

    Votes: 9 1.7%
  • 16

    Votes: 25 4.6%
  • 17

    Votes: 9 1.7%
  • 18

    Votes: 21 3.9%
  • 18-21

    Votes: 39 7.2%
  • 21-25

    Votes: 39 7.2%
  • 25-30

    Votes: 16 3.0%
  • 30-35

    Votes: 13 2.4%
  • 36 and older

    Votes: 16 3.0%

  • Total voters
    538
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I bought a 20ga H&R Topper from my brother when I was 11.

Used it for rabbits & squirrels with my buddies.

The only incident I was ever involved in was when I was out rabbit hunting one Saturday with my buddy & his dad. I was about 12. My buddy & I were walking about 30 feet or so behind & to the left of his dad. A rabbit flushed in front of his dad & his dad swung on it - right to left & shot. A couple of pellets hit his son (my buddy) in the leg.

We were pretty deep in the woods and way out in the boonies at the time. The dad picked up his son & carried him all the way back to his car & sped like a maniac to the nearest hospital which was about 10 miles away. My buddy was fine, back to school on Monday.
 
I was allowed to carry an unloaded 410 double, without firing a round every time my dad went afield pheasant hunting when I was 5.

When I turned six I was allowed to carry it, unloaded, without shooting at a flushed bird but when the day was over my dad would plant a couple of birds, give me two shells and let me flush and shoot the planted birds.

When I turned seven a got to hunt, loaded all day.

I was allowed to trap shoot from 5 years old on as there was less potential of mistakes than live bird hunting and my dad and brothers could closely monitor my technique.

Same went for 22 caliber rifle..I could shoot it all day long at 5 years old while my dad or brothers were working with me.

Of course, I did have to reload shells all day and night before our trapshoots or hunts, cleaned every gun we they used after either trap or hunting and clean birds and rabbits from the time I was 5.

I was taught shooting was a priveledge and it came with great responsibility. I was taught respect for both the firearm and for game animals.
 
It's been so long ago I can't remember really.
My "guess" is somewhere around 10 years old.
I had BB and pellet guns before then.
But my first real firearm was a Taurus 38spl revolver my mom bought me as a birthday present. My dad bought all the ammo, a lil pistol belt and a holster for it.
Funny thing is that I never had a 22lr until I was 16 or 17 or something like that.
 
The first gun I bought for myself (after I turned 18) was a .22LR levergun.
The first gun I shot was a pump action .22LR rifle when I was 6-7 and I was about 8 when I first shot my Dad's National Guard M1 Garand (from a rest).
 
I didn't read all the posts. I was 35. I don't think things are happening more often, we just hear about everything more due to media, and more importantly social media.
 
Grandfather gave me a .410 pump action, not sure who the maker was I was only 6. This wasent as others have said "here kid go shoot something" they taught me how to shoot for a while with bird shot, then went to slugs. My 8th birthday I was given a bolt action .22 magnum and pretty much allowed free reign provided i was in sight. At 9-12 (thoes are my most fuzzy years) I was allowed to hunt by myself as long as i didnt cross a certain fence. I was raised "old school" by my parents and grandparents tho. Old school as in I worked and got taught responsibility and safety. Running farm equipment and saw mill equipment at the age of 7 (skidder, front end loader, and back hoe)
 
I said 11 it might have been 10. I had bb guns and whatnot before but my FIRST real one I was pretty young. Remington Nylon 66.. I was supposed to pay it off mowing lawns. I didn't live up to my end of the deal and it got sold. Lesson learned.
 
22ish. Got a 3.8" XDm thinking "man, I wish they had a compact version with magazine sleeves." A month later they released the XDm Compact line...
 
I was 18. It was a Marlin 783 bolt action, tube fed, .22 magnum. I bought it when I turned 18 at JC Penny's, if I remember correctly, and it was around $117 after taxes (give or take).

I put thousands through that rifle, before it was stolen from a storage unit. (Nearly everything I owned then was in storage due to a separation/divorce. Couldn't keep it in the barracks on the Navy base.) Funny thing...it was one of only a handful of items which were stolen out of that unit, among them a trashbag full of papers I hadn't sorted to file. Since nobody in their right mind would have stolen what apparently looked like a trashbag full of paper trash, it leads me to believe my (now) ex-wife had something to do with it. But I already had certified copies of the important papers already locked in my safe, so that didn't matter.

A few years after that theft, Walmart had a .22 LR version of the same gun for $79. (They were purging several models to make way for newer ones.) I snatched it up in a heartbeat!

Over the years, I've obtained several different guns...but my first holds a special place in my heart. So much so that I've been keeping an eye out for another, just to fill that empty spot in my heart.

:):)
 
I was 19, but I grew up with guns. My children all started taking "ownership" of the Chipmunk at age 5 or 6. By the time they were between 8 and 10 they owned their own gun.
 
At age 11-12 I, was given a single shot 12 ga. that my BIL didn't want. Mom throw a massive hissy fit, and he had to take it back. Just for the record she was already gone by then, and as far as I, was concerned she had no say in the matter.
Well this just brought up my Polish hard headedness up which ironically comes from her side of the family, and I, had the money for a Marlin Glenfield model 25 within a few months, and dad was more than happy to buy it for me.
Most likely to make mom mad.
While we were still in town I, was only allowed to take it out when we were going down the creek to a friends place where I, could shot.
Once we moved to the trailer court out of town, as long as the bolt's were open we could walk into the woods and shoot all day.

A memory just came to me. On Saturdays we would go into the wood's, hunt till we were to cold, then go to the little restaurant next to the trailer park, and drink coffee. The unloaded gun's sitting in the corner. We were 15-16 years old at the time, and nobody thought twice about it.
 
When I turned 12 (1957) I received a gas cartridge pellet rifle sold by Sears. The gaskets started leaking immediately. My Dad returned it and brought home a single shot Sears .22 bolt action. The bolt seemed almost like white metal. That wore out in no time and now sports a second bolt. Still works. The rifle has been pushed aside by a few 10-22's over the years.
 
Dad went halves with me on a Ruger Standard .22 lr for my 11th birthday. It doubled as the house gun, stayed loaded in his sock drawer. We all new where it was and no one played with it.

Still shoot it, I plan on gifting it to my daughter.
 
http://www.glockpost.com/forums/showthread.php?t=15564

I, noticed several post in this thread referring to the Savage 24C. Here is a nice review of one for anyone who would care to see.

I, also want to throw this out. When Susan, and Josh, moved in with me the first thing I, did was teach Josh the basic safety rule's. The gun's were never locked up, and he knew how to safely use all of them.

He bought his first gun at 13, but lost interest in them for a while. Now that he is in his twenty's and starting to express interest in going to the range next time I'm in for time off.

This is an example of taking the mystery out of the gun, and it is no more dangerous than a chainsaw age 12, or a riding mower age 10, or any other numerous item's.
 
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The neighbors had an agressive pitbull that they let roam. It was a rather tense ongoing situation for several years.

Dad bought me a New Englander 4/10, and a few months later, picked up a S&W M-19 for me.

Both were intended as HD for me, and thus, I had full access to them at all times. At home, I carried the M-19 on my hip and nobody said boo. Another neighbor started calling me Annie Oakley.

My dad felt that the illigality of the situation was considerably outweighed by the possibility to coming home to one of our dogs dead or me in hospital from a dog attack.

That said, his guns where never all under lock and key and I knew where they were and how to get them (and use them) at a much younger age.
*shrug* we lived in a rural area and I was home on my own alot. I never shot anyone, and I still havn't had an ND or AD at 29.
 
Got my first one at 21, while I was on my 2 week leave from Iraq. It was a Sig P226 .40, worst decision ever. I was able to shoot it once before I had to go back, I was dying to shoot it the remainder of my deployment.
 
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