Wispa
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It's nice to read these posts and think to how you all have some great guns with lots of memories, or history, to go along with them.
I'm not going to have any inherited firearms. My father enjoys shooting but never held onto anything he had. I know he hunted a lot in his younger years and enjoyed that quite a bit. I have an uncle in Tennessee who has a nice collection which should go to his son and grandchildren.
I could say I inherited the habit of always wearing ear protection from that same uncle in Tennessee. I think I was about 14 years old and the first gun I ever fired was one of his revolvers. I know it was a .357 snub nose but I don't remember the make or model. We were out by his house which is surrounded by mountains. There was a river behind me and across from that was a large part of the mountain that was like 100 foot solid stone wall. He set up a paper target in the woods so my back was to the water and I was aiming towards the woods. So far so good. Well, he's really old fashioned and didn't use hearing protection ans I guess he figured I didn't need it either. What did I know? This is my first time being around, and using, a gun of any type aside from the various BB and pellet guns I had.
So I stand facing the target, pull pack the hammer and BANG! I couldn't hear a thing for minutes. Well, there was a pipe that was cemented in the ground that shot up fresh spring water like a fountain. I could here the water splashing on the rocks. Even that sounds strange, like radio static. I couldn't hear my uncle or myself talking. I was not a happy camper.
Sorry if I went too far off topic.
I'm not going to have any inherited firearms. My father enjoys shooting but never held onto anything he had. I know he hunted a lot in his younger years and enjoyed that quite a bit. I have an uncle in Tennessee who has a nice collection which should go to his son and grandchildren.
I could say I inherited the habit of always wearing ear protection from that same uncle in Tennessee. I think I was about 14 years old and the first gun I ever fired was one of his revolvers. I know it was a .357 snub nose but I don't remember the make or model. We were out by his house which is surrounded by mountains. There was a river behind me and across from that was a large part of the mountain that was like 100 foot solid stone wall. He set up a paper target in the woods so my back was to the water and I was aiming towards the woods. So far so good. Well, he's really old fashioned and didn't use hearing protection ans I guess he figured I didn't need it either. What did I know? This is my first time being around, and using, a gun of any type aside from the various BB and pellet guns I had.
So I stand facing the target, pull pack the hammer and BANG! I couldn't hear a thing for minutes. Well, there was a pipe that was cemented in the ground that shot up fresh spring water like a fountain. I could here the water splashing on the rocks. Even that sounds strange, like radio static. I couldn't hear my uncle or myself talking. I was not a happy camper.
Sorry if I went too far off topic.
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