Charshooter
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My father was a farmer and a consumptive hunter and fisherman. It was not so much a sport to him, as he also trapped quite a good deal and we grew up on mainly wild game for meat. My parents were very poor but had land during the 1930s and that is all they ate was wild game.
I started in 1940s with BB gun that pumped several times, then got a 22rf about eleven years old and started shooting 44-40 cast bullets about this time. I was twelve when I started deer hunting with my father. I used a shotgun, .410 about ten on cans thrown in the air and bird hunted about the same time.
By the time, I was thirteen; I was subsistence hunting every year with my father and squirrel hunting myself. By the age of fourteen, I was consumed with hunting and fishing and I never changed.
My oldest boy had a similar gun owning background; he had a BB gun Daisy model at ten and went small game hunting and bird hunting with me since he was twelve. By the age of thirteen, he liked bird hunting but was not as exclusively interested in consumptive sports as I was and he never developed an understanding of subsistence hunting or fishing. We used to bass fish more than hunt. At sixteen, he liked team sports more than I ever did and played High school football. At eighteen, he was still deer hunting and bird hunting, but not as a regular thing. Now as an adult, he bird hunts and hunts deer rarely, but he still likes bass fishing. My youngest hunted and fished, but he always liked team sprots more and he now would rather watch a football game than go hunting or fishing. My daughters both hunted but they never took to it like the boys and the one that married a hunter, she seldom hunts, if at all. Her sister has never liked hunting even though I taught her young.
One extreme hunting father raised me and I was the same with my kids. My oldest boy still hunts and owns rifles and shotguns, but he just has other interests, while I had little interest in anything other than machine work, engineering and law officer work. He was exposed to a very different culture than I was. I worked outside the home while paw was always a farmer and rancher.
Unlike my parental family, my wife and I lived on a ranch and raised stock, but held jobs. We had a good deal more money and could indulge our kids much more than my parents did me and my siblings. We always had some town contact and my wife shopped at the supermarket. My mother, on the other hand, made things from scratch and cooked wild game more than store food. I think this is the big difference today.
I started in 1940s with BB gun that pumped several times, then got a 22rf about eleven years old and started shooting 44-40 cast bullets about this time. I was twelve when I started deer hunting with my father. I used a shotgun, .410 about ten on cans thrown in the air and bird hunted about the same time.
By the time, I was thirteen; I was subsistence hunting every year with my father and squirrel hunting myself. By the age of fourteen, I was consumed with hunting and fishing and I never changed.
My oldest boy had a similar gun owning background; he had a BB gun Daisy model at ten and went small game hunting and bird hunting with me since he was twelve. By the age of thirteen, he liked bird hunting but was not as exclusively interested in consumptive sports as I was and he never developed an understanding of subsistence hunting or fishing. We used to bass fish more than hunt. At sixteen, he liked team sports more than I ever did and played High school football. At eighteen, he was still deer hunting and bird hunting, but not as a regular thing. Now as an adult, he bird hunts and hunts deer rarely, but he still likes bass fishing. My youngest hunted and fished, but he always liked team sprots more and he now would rather watch a football game than go hunting or fishing. My daughters both hunted but they never took to it like the boys and the one that married a hunter, she seldom hunts, if at all. Her sister has never liked hunting even though I taught her young.
One extreme hunting father raised me and I was the same with my kids. My oldest boy still hunts and owns rifles and shotguns, but he just has other interests, while I had little interest in anything other than machine work, engineering and law officer work. He was exposed to a very different culture than I was. I worked outside the home while paw was always a farmer and rancher.
Unlike my parental family, my wife and I lived on a ranch and raised stock, but held jobs. We had a good deal more money and could indulge our kids much more than my parents did me and my siblings. We always had some town contact and my wife shopped at the supermarket. My mother, on the other hand, made things from scratch and cooked wild game more than store food. I think this is the big difference today.
