What Was Your Very First Gun? Toy? BB? Real Gun? How old when you got it?

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Man, oh man. First was a Daisy around age 12...and get this, around 16 I won a Marlin .22 plinker from my HIGH SCHOOL ag. dept. That could never happen today I suppose.
 
First shooting and first ownership.

I first shot at around age five or so at an uncles house. Highly supervised, but I still managed to powder burn myself with an old revolving rifle. I remember that pan of salt water like it was yesterday. Ouch.

Had a cap gun as a kid, it got taken away when my Grandpa caught me pointing it at my sister. No pointing, even with toy guns. My next "toy" gun was a BB gun I got myself, I was in my thirties. Never had one as a kid.

Got my first firearm of my own about nine or ten, a 20ga single shot.
 
Good gosh, who remembers.
The first gun that I remember, was a cap gun (I think it was a Bat Masterson thing). I was in a belt buckle, and when you stuck your stomach out, the gun popped out of the belt buckle ready for use (little derringer thing).
I remember when cap guns got replaced by the pistols that use the little plastic caps (they looked like primers all hooked together on a speed loader)!
WOW, those were great. Loud as all get out, and the revolver that used them was realistic as anything. The only way to know it wasn't real was the plug in the barrel (you really had to look closely:what: ).
 
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Fairly realistic looking cast-metal Luger cap gun. It even had a decent imitation of a toggle-action where you loaded the caps. I still have it somewhere, but I don't think it would be cricket for today's youth.
 
First gun besides all the water guns and cap guns, was a Daisy BB gun I got for my fifth birthday. My parents gave me and my older brother a single shot .410 for Christmas when I was six. My mom decided to up-grade my weapon choices for my thirteenth birthday with my Winchester Model 1300 12 gauge, she also taught me how to hit a moving target with it.
 
I was born in '49 and played with toy guns since I could walk, I guess. I received my first BB gun when I was 9 or 10, and started shooting 4-position NRA small bore (.22) junior when I was around 11. At that time I received my mothers bull-barrel, tang sighted Winchester High Wall (she used it as a member of her high school rifle team a decade before). Quite a gun for a little kid. Also, when I was 11 my dad bought me a Remington Rolling Block chambered in 7 mm Mauser. At 12, my grandad gave me a Lefever 20 gauge double. Several more long guns came my way and I bought my first handgun, a Ruger Single-Six, when I graduated from college.

Anyway, I have been shooting (usually multiple times a week) and hunting (several times a week in the fall) since then. I'm hooked and there is no recovery possible. I just wish it was easier and more acceptable for kids to get started in the shooting sports these days.
 
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I had several Fanner 50's as a kid. I still have one. Got a Sears branded Daisy model 1894 carbine style for Christmas when I was 11. I still have that too. I first shot .22 in Boy Scout summer camp. I never bought a real gun until I was about 40 though.
 
Daisy lever action BB gun with combination high capacity tubular magazine and barrel shroud. Probably around 8 or 10 - I don't really remember.

Around age 14 - Savage 99 in .300 Savage. It wasn't intentional - a .22 semi-auto had been ordered from Montgomery Ward but didn't show up in time for class so attended with the Savage. Stand out much?
 
My parents used to buy me toy guns when I was a kid all the time, they were more realistic too as they were all black, none of that orange paint or neo colored crap.

My first gun, my dad bought some air gun at a gun store for me but my mother had him return it.
 
First toy gun: Too young to remember.
First BB gun: A Daisy lever action I got when I was probably around 8-9. The empty cans around my house were never safe again.
First real gun: A SKS I purchased last November.
 
My first was probably a carved piece of wood. Then graduated to a real cap pistol. A BB gun followed and when I was 12 dad got me a Stevens single shot .410.
 
1943, WW ll, Was 7 years old. All of us kids had "real" looking M-1s made of wood. We would play out the things we saw in the war movies and "news of the day". 12 years later I joined the Air Force for 20 + years.
 
My first gun was a Remington Targetmaster .22 bolt action single shot that my dad gave me when I was 10 years old in 1982. It was his gun that my grandpa gave him when he was 10 years old in 1952. He carved his name and year into the stock when he got it and I did the same. I love that gun more than most things in this world. It is just so representative of the bond we share. When my son is 10 he will also be the owner of this fine gun but that will have to wait until 2016 and then hopefully he will pass it on down the line.
 
Mine was a Daisy, an old Lady who lived next door gave it to me. Asked my Old Man if it was OK. He said it was OK. I out-shot my Dad, once.
I'll never forget those times.
 
Some kind of pellet gun (still have it somewhere worth about a hundred bucks if it hadn't gotten a bit of surface rust) from a friend of my dad's. I used to rub the muzzle in the dirt and then fire it without a pellet - authentic Civil War rifle smoke!
 
I played with dozens of toy handguns when I was kid. I vividly recall a plastic 1911 with a rubber band inside that worked the hammer when the trigger was pulled. Now I'm not that old (28), but some of the toy handguns back then could pass for real ones. I even had a Luger cap gun with a detachable silencer. There were none of those bright orange guns back then.

Anybody have those nicely polished wood cap gun rifles and pistols with the metal hammers? My parents bought me a super long rifle at the Gettysburg battlefield when I was 10.
 
A single shot .410 shotgun at 7 years old. Obviously, it was locked up and was only handled with my father or grandfather's supervision.

It was a good start to building a foundation of respect for firearms and for safety with those firearms.

-- John
 
First toy gun was a plastic M16 that made noise. Took that thing everywhere with me.The fact that my dad used one in the army made it even cooler.Still have that thing.
 
Pump BB gun. after many years of trusty service, I allegedly shot the punk neighbor kid right int he leg as he went by the house on his stupid bike. Needless to say my father, being a smart enough guy, smashed my bb gun on the ground.
 
My dad gave me a BB gun when I was 8 or 9. He taught me gun safety with it. After several refreshers and numerous reminders, he saw that I was finally handling it safely and began to take me shooting with him. I got my first gun at about 10 or so. A .22 rifle. It went fast from there. By the time I was 12, I had my own centerfires and I was handloading for the family. It was instant addiction for me and I've been addicted every since. I'm 44 now and the addiction is stronger than ever.
 
Single shot Chipmunk .22 when I was like 8 or so. Then a semi-auto 22 when I was around 10-11. A year or two later I got a red ryder bb gun and was thinking "why would I want a BB gun when I have real ones?" Then i discovered the joy of being able to shoot around the house whenever I wanted (lived in suburbia at the time so real ones weren't an option).
I still have all 3 of them. Hopefully I'll be able to pass them down someday.
 
1st was a Benjamin pump, four or five times more powerful than the Daisy I got for xmas when I was 10.
 
My first gun comes with a story (as usual)

When I was about 10 I ran away from home, dad and I didn't get along well. Grandpa found me and took me home with him and I stayed there until he died when I was about 16. We were poor and when I was about 12 yrs old Grandpa traded a Cow to a man for a .22 single shot rifle and $5.00. The rifle was a Remington Model 33 SS bolt action and I still got it today about 45 years later. Grandpa gave me the rifle and a few boxes of shells and showed me how to shoot sparrows in the chicken yard. There were little but good practice for what he had in mind. Very soon you wouldn't see me without my Remington. Then Grandpa played his hand. Times were tough and a box of 22 rifle shells cost 10 cents for 50. Grandpa would give me 10 shells and tell me he needed half a dozen squirrels, or five rabbits. I don't claim to be "Davey Crocket" but I did help feed the family. I just looked at it in my gun cabinet. The little .22 Remington single shot almost looks out of place with the late model Browning Auto Loaders, Colts, Rugers, but I still got and to hand down to my grandson or nephew along with a few stories about where the gun has been and all I've did with it.
 
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