Who got you into shooting?

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@ Sonny

I know all about the TRINACRIA and believe it or not, I've been considering how I could get that engraved on my guns! Unfortunatley, I have two Beretta compacts type M. Not sure if any grips would fit my guns...:confused:
 
I'd have to say my friends. I would go to their houses and we would have BB Gun fights. This is when i discovered i was very effective as a sniper and with dual CO2 handguns. Now we play paintball because we realized it doesn't hurt quite so bad and people don't care so much when its paint instead of little steel balls. We still have BB Gun fights some and i like it cuz i get to break out my pump rifle and my dualies in my tactical cross drawl holsters. This sedates my dreams of being a SEAL or Recon Marine so that i don't bring it to the firing line and go thru 10 10 round mags in 30 seconds.:D
Now i shoot high power and just saved up to buy my Armalite AR-10
 
Uncle Sam via the USMC

But my uncle Harry, did let me shoot a 45 when I was knee high.
then my Buds at work kept me in it and I got my best friend hooked you know after seeing an Final Protective Fire shot at night fire works just don't hold the same appeal to me they once did:rolleyes:
 
@Sonny, P.S.

My mother was born in Saint Catherine, Sicily. If you get the engravings, let me know how much they cost you. I'd love to find out if they could be made for my Berettas...:D
 
My dad started me , must have been very young because I don't rember a time when I didn't know how to shoot. I do rember my first kill . It was a sparrow sitting on a prickly pear cactus leaf, must hane been about 3 or 4 years old.:uhoh: Gosh that was a long lifetime ago.:D
 
No one got me interested. My dad had a cheap little single shot 22 rifle that he bought to take to the farm when he went to check his cattle. I'd tag along just so I could shoot the rifle. It had never been cleaned in 30+ years just as the few other guns (navy issue WWII S&W revolver and an old shotgun) have never been cleaned or maintained. I now have the little rifle in my safe (all cleaned of course) because my mother wanted it out of the house but can't get the S&W revolver away from my mother who "might want it to shoot a snake" .... pleeeeeeeeeze!!!!! I have a feeling my brother who could care less about guns wants it so he can sell it.

Anyway, I've ALWAYS had a fascination with guns and could have a zillion of them if $$ permitted.

I think I bought my first handgun in approximately 1979 but didn't fire a handgun until 1993 (traded an unfired SP101 for a Glock 19 and traded the unfired Glock 19 for a Beretta Centurion).

I don't know what made me go a range in 1993 but I did and from that point on I was HOOKED. I've gone through practically every model Beretta, HK, Glock, numerous 1911s, CZs, etc. but have finally settled down somewhat and don't "churn" guns quite as much as I used to. I hit a couple of the big gunshows throughout the year and know several of the dealers quite well. And I'm having the time of my life.

Even now I only have a few friends that have a passing interest in guns so I usually go to the range by myself (they think I'm obsessed and I guess they are right). I do know several regulars at the range in addition to the staff so I have a great time.
 
My father, and all our male forebears back to whenever they began. My grandfather bought each son a rifle and revolver on his 13th birthday, and this was supposedly an old tradition in the family - they were expected to be fully proficient by that age, and competent to go armed. Guess I'm just a product of "The Southern Gun Culture" that is so frightening to the liberal asphalt dwellers :what:
 
Phase I: Dad was an FBI agent, & he carried a snubbie to work every day. He hunted deer once or twice every winter, quail occasionally, too. So the example was there, though he was very silent about work, guns, and everything else.
Bought me a Red Ryder when I was 10 or so, and I was the Grasshopper Assasin for the next couple of summers. :evil:

Phase II: Got a guitar, lost all interest in anything else for 20 years or so. Unexplainably, dad (now retired) is an anti. Maybe it's that dreaded 'Old Timer's Disease' or sumthin! ;) :rolleyes:

Fast Fwd to 2002:
My good friend, Doctor Lindsay, is a collector of guns and all 'round Rennaissance man, and gave me a revolver after I expressed an interest in protecting my rapidly growing family. Not long after that, he took me out to his farm to shoot.
We must have shot a couple thousand rounds that day, through the little snubbie, plus a pair of milsurp CZ's, a Makarov, a couple of Sigs, a 1911, and maybe another couple of things I've since forgotten.

About a week later, the date was September 11, 2002.
Got me out of plinking mode, and much more serious about RKBA.
Sorry for the epic saga. I got carried away.
 
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Me. And Skeeter Skelton!

Guns in my family were just a tool. Being farmers, my Dad and Granddad would use their .22s or shotguns to kill feral dogs that got into the sheep. None of my family hunted.

I begged and pleaded for a bb gun when I was about 7, IIRC, and got one for Christmas. The one and only time I pointed it at my sister I lost it for a month. Got a .22 Stevens bolt action for Christmas, somewhere around 15th or 16th. Taught myself to shoot rifle with that, then bought an Ithaca 12 gauge when I got old enough.

But it was Skeeter Skelton that did my in for handguns. My very first gun magazine, lo these 31 years ago, had a cover article by Skeeter called "What's right / wrong with snubbies?" Read it and was hooked. I hadda be like Skeeter! And, ya know, I've never owned a snubby yet, but I have never been without a handgun since I got my first one when I was 18. In Michigan, I couldn't buy from a dealer, but my Dad could and then I could buy it from him legally. So we did. Bought a S&W Model 14, K-38 Masterpiece. Boy, I miss that gun.
 
No one really, I just always loved projectile weapons! My first one other than Daisy type BB guns was a Sheriday Blue Streak. I mentioned in another thread that I had to get an FOID card in 1971 when I bought it. Imagine that.

Anyway, I always loved guns and archery, I'm not sure why since my parents are not into guns at all. My dad was in the tail end of WWII but didn't see combat. Lucky him. He qualified on the Garand and the BAR but didn't have to use them.He likes seeing my Garand, but isn't quite sure about people owning all kinds of weapons. I'm working on him...
 
Hunting was the thing for men in my family, whether on my mom's side or my dad's side. Most holidays involved a hunt instead of laying around watching football after the turkey , ham, or whatever. I was about 5 yrs. old when I started tailing my Dad around the woods, doing my best to keep up with him. He called me his "dog" since we didn't have a proper hunting hound or pointer. We come to a briar patch and he would stand beside it with his gun at the ready. He'd say, " Boy, get in there and flush out the rabbit." And, away I'd go.

I did that for years until he deemed me old enough to carry a gun in the woods with him. I miss Dad. Our best times were in the woods. He's been dead about 8 years now. I still hunt, not that I'm so wild about it but somehow I feel closer to him in the woods. And, now it's my boys with me. The cycle passes on.

Then, I married into a hunting family. I guess I was destined.

RJ
 
My uncle started me off, with shooting shotguns and .22 rifles when I was about 5 or 6. Then I went through a time when I didn't shoot for a while. Then my friend in VA got me back into shooting again and I haven't stopped since.
 
Osama bin Laden

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Indirectly, of course!

Got scared after one really lousy September day. Talked it over with my wife. She said it would be OK, if I trained as hard as I'd trained on my motorcycle.

A little over a year later, I'm still in. After going through what ObL and PRNJ have put me through, I doubt if I'll give up easily. :D

- pdmoderator
 
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Guess my family did....bb gun and 22 when I was about 6.......
Serious shoot came from a High Way Patrolman that busted a bunch of us at the midnight drags when I was 17. Guess he thought I had a chance, he taught me combat pistol and bulls eye competetion pistol.
Things graduated to skeet and rifle...been at it ever sence!
Dan
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Everett Cooper, my Grandmother's brother. Kind of senile, but then couple of wars and working in coal mines will do that to ya...

Over the course of one weekend, 22 Police Positive, 38 something, Colt 1911 (not A1), 22 bolt rifle of some sort and a 58 cal muzzleloader that did literally knock me off my feet.

That last one scared me away for a while but I still really liked how guns worked and fit together and just made sense.
 
I got into them in grade school. I had a friend whose dad was either a collector or had an FFL. In either case, his basement was FILLED w/ all sorts of guns...handguns, rifles, shotguns. But, I was really enamoured w/ his Tommygun :evil: I was 22 before I was able to buy my first but my interest is still pretty strong :scrutiny:
 
Me, but I did get older folks to bring me to the range so they could buy ammo. I had to rent w/ buddies until I turned 21.
 
This may sound strange, but Cary Stayner, the monster who murdered 4 women near Yosemite National Park got me into shooting. I bought my first firearm after those murders happened, thinking that if those women had been armed, they might be alive now. After I got my snub-nosed .38 revolver, I took it to the range to learn to use it. Well, I wasn't very good with it, and it was suggested to me to get a .22 pistol. I did, and it was the beginning of my love of shooting. I now have a variety of caliber pistols and revolvers, and spend a lot of Sunday afternoons at the range. I'm going to have to start reloading - those .45's cost money! :)
 
ME

Dad had a rifle and pistol but never shot them. I was always interested in shooting, My dad didn't see anything wrong with it but never took me shooting. After much begging I got a Marlin 22 bolt action when I was 11 or 12. I got to shoot it all summer at my Grand Parents place. That winter I would read everything gun related and started getting interested in Hunting.

That was 18 or so years ago. The collection has grown since then. :evil:
 
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