What got you into firearms?

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azhunter12

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Well the title says it pretty much. What got me into guns is when my family had a reunion and some members were already somewhat collectors. During that reunion there must've been close to 30 guns there and boy was it fun! :evil:Thats my story how I got involved it the world of firearms. Whats yours?
 
My Dad was a cop in Miami Beach.We always had guns around,and he was a 'gun guy'...ddin't just pack one,knew how to shoot them well.
WE learend early on how to shoot.
 
My entire family owns guns. I grew up in a house with over 30 firearms.
I have been shooting for as long as I could ride a bicycle.
 
Dad was always a hunter so we always had rifles around !I climbed the fireplace and defeated the old locked rifle mounts(The old 2 hole that the tip of a pen could unlock) before I was 7.I managed to get the Savage 99 in 243 down and play with it and put it back up before anyone noticed ! My mother was on the back steps watching my brother and his friends having a bb gun war in the back yard !When Dad got home SHTF because he could tell the mounts had been messed with as soon as he walked into the living room ! From that point on I have been a gun nut .


That was around 1972,I have that Savage 99 now !
 
Well, it was like this you see...

My world was all nice and comfy for about 8 months...
Then this big stork dropped my premmie butt into this dresser draw crib with a .22 nine shot revolver and Case Peanut in it.

That is how I "got into" firearms and knives...
 
I had shot maybe 3 times when I was younger. 22's and 20ga, and things of the sort. I never got super in to it, because my parents had never owned a gun or anything. Not that they were anti, but that the words had probably never left their mouths. So I still don't know where they stand today. Haha.

When I was 18, my best friend bought an SKS, because he had grown up all around guns. It was all downhill from there. Any by downhill, I mean uphill.

:)
 
Grew up in a rural area. Hunted and fished since very young. Uncle had a gunsmith business. It seems like gun were always around and I always liked them........ and still do.
 
When I was really young I liked cap guns.
Then I got older and got into squirt guns.
Then dart guns.
Then airsoft guns.
Now I'm at real steel guns and I'm afraid to see what comes after those.
 
I guess if I really think about that question: "What got you into firearms?", I would have to say the answer was television. As a young child I was enthralled by television shows about the old west. I do mean as a young child too, like at the age of 4-5 or so. When I was that small, I remember wanting cowboy boots, shirts, a hat, and a set of six shooter cap guns. I was lucky and got em all, and a horse too. Yeah it was a rocking horse on springs, then a horse head on a stick that I could gallop around throughout the apartment on. As I grew I wanted a Red Ryder, but had to settle for a Daisy air gun that could not shoot. Then came guns that could be loaded with caps to shoot single shot cork balls. Then I graduated to things like Man From Uncle gun sets that shot flying discs. Of course, I went to summer camp for 5 summers. It was there that I had my first experience with guns. First BB guns on indoor ranges, then .22 rifles. I won quite a few marksmanship awards, as almost all of us did. After that, I was pretty much out of touch with guns, except for television and an ocassional hunting trip with a friend who lent me a rifle. As for television, thank goodness for shows like: Secret Agent man, The Avengers, and even Get Smart. Then I got back into them big time when I was on my own and working in the Border Patrol. Once in my career I started to get more into guns, and it really blossomed into a professional interest, a hobby, and a pastime for me.

All the best,
Glenn B
 
I grew up in the hills of east Tennessee with my grandparents ...a poor (but well fed) country boy...the meat we didn't get from the hogs, cows, chickens, and turkeys that we had on the farm came from Mother Nature. In other words....FOOD got me into firearms and trapping and fishing. At the ripe old age of 9 I could pop a rabbit or squirrel with my trusty Winchester single shot 22 at 50 yards with iron sights. My Granddad was one of those rough old mountain men (moonshiner) that had no use for society...but was perfectly at home in the woods...I miss those days...they were the best days of my life...by far. He died at 87....3 miles from home....coon hunting. And I know he wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
 
Well, some things "just are". My grandfather was among the first 20 or so settlers in Humboldt Co., CA., and guns were everyday tools. Between meat hunting (basic) and self defense (see - Indian Wars of Northern California - 4 family members ambushed and murdered), there was no question about guns. My father grew up in a more settled situation, but hunted always. I missed the hunting growing up, dad died, then WW II, San Francisco (yuck), but the family guns keep on truckin. :)
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I grew up around guns but never seriously wanted one until my college room mate came home with an SKS. He paid somewhere around $125 back in the early '90s. I shot his and bought one the next day.
 
Likely a combo of dad buying me my first bb gun when I was like 6, plus seeing all his American Rifleman magazines around growing up and looking through them.From there, once I became fairly interested, we went hunting occasionally, and shot skeet and trap together at the local gun club (Actually, pulling skeet and trap, plus clean up duty was the first job I ever had.$3/hr cash (pretty decent pay for MI in '87, too), a few hours a week when I was 13.How cool is that, huh? Sitting in the doubles trap bunker, loading the clays onto the arm by hand, while a bunch of "old guys" fired 12 gauges over my head, was an interesting childhood experiance....).After all that, I turned 18, bought my first gun, a Ruger Blackhawk .357 mag.Since then, I've just decended further and further in my addiction...I mean hobby.:D
 
Dad, Grandfather when I was young. Friend reintroduced me after I hadn't shot a firearm in 18 years.
 
just let's say I got sick of feeling vulnerable to all the crazies out there.

'nuff said
 
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