Who taught you to shoot?

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As with most, my father taught me to shoot and hunt. Started a 5 with a BB gun and a .22 at the tender age of 7. I still have that first .22 my father bought me back in 1968. {Ithaca mod. 49} :)

My grandfather was also an avid hunter back in the old days. I was lucky being able to grow up shooting on weekends at my grandfathers farm. Never shot at an actual range until 2 yrs. ago.
 
Um, nobody.
Nobody in my family was into guns and I didn't have friends that I really wanted to go shooting with so I had to learn everything from the start.

I think I lucked out and didn't pick up any real horrible habits.
 
Bought first gun when I was at Graduate School.
A used nickel plated S&W .357 4 inch barrel

Before I ever shot it, I saw a target with holes in it pasted on the wall in front of the desk of one of the secretaries at the school.

I asked her if she knew how to shoot. She said yes and I asked if she would teach me.

She brought me and her semi auto .38 special to the range and I shot about 25 rounds

Then I shot a few rounds from my revolver.

Nice lady!
 
Taught myself mostly. Then tried to get rid of bad habits from instruction later down the road.
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Dad wasn't a big gun guy but he showed me the basics with a Beretta M70 pistol in 32acp when I was 10. My first "gun" was a Crosman pellet pistol. He gave me a copy of the NRA safety rules and told me to read them and never forget them.
 
I'm the only one in my family that own firearms. I bought my first (a Mosin) when I was 24 and living in the Mojave desert. Went through an entire case of surplus ammo getting used to it.
 
my mischievous young uncle bought me a bb gun and my dad was mad uncle didn't ask him first. Then dear old dad taught me safe gun handling. Dad was infantry in korea, LE after war
 
Like most my daddy taught me to shoot everything we had. I never could out shoot him no matter how I tried. Made me strive for excellence and never give up. He died this year at 81 years old........I sure miss him.
 
Dad's eyes have gotten so bad that unless it is total brightness he can not see much. Really bugs him. macular degeneration. His hunting and shooting days are over which is really a shame; he is relegated to fishing and has given up driving. Funny, no matter who or what you think you are when young if you live long enough old age will get you.
 
My Dad, though I never had a BB gun or a pellet gun. Dad started me off with a .22 rifle
 
First time shooting a gun (30 carbine with help) at 4 with my mothers father. At 5 a .22 single shot with my fathers father. My father at 6, went into the 4 rules and shoot at what you want to destroy only. Both my grandfathers were of the opinion one bullet-go find dinner-clean kill, no suffering animal. I am a good shot to this day due to this IMHO. I find that I can do with a 44 MAG pistol what most are able do with a 30-30 at a distance. Never realized this until recently shooting with others at the rifle range 100 YD targets.:confused: My first memories of my mothers father are of helping him reload ammo when about 4 years old.:D I owe a lot to him.
 
Gand dad, with BBs 22s and shotguns.

He taught the importance of knowing the piece or caliber and how to use sighting techniques without fiddling around with a lot of adjusting.

The army affirmed that as range training rarely involved anything more than adjusting the sight picture instead of a bunch of twisting and clicking.

Some guys can really over complicate things at general use levels.

Thanks Gramps!
 
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I was taught to shoot by my Uncle Carroll, who was taught to shoot by Uncle Billy Tilghman, "the Marshall of the Last Frontier," and one of the "Three Guardsmen of Oklahoma."

I can remember Uncle Carroll explaining how he told Uncle Billy he couldn't hold a pistol steady enough to shoot it well, "And Uncle Billy would say, 'It don't have to be steady. It just has to be on target' BANG! 'when it goes off.'"
 
Mostly I've taught myself, however, I was introduced to shooting by an ex who thought it might be a way of relieving stress! And let me tell you, it worked...an hour or so at a shooting range and I feel great!!!
 
Dad, then Camp Thunderbird, and then later a friend since high-school who is now a weapons and tactics instructor for the local PD, Sheriff's Dept, and the CJ program at the local Community College. This doesn't mean I'm a real good shooter though. I try.

Les
 
My father, with a .22 revolver, then with a Daisy BB gun. Then shooting with my older brother sneaking guns out when dad wasn't home. I learned absolutely nothing in the Navy.

Lots and lots of range time. Reading. Dry fire practice.

I consider myself decent, with lots of room to improve, especially with a rifle. Looking forward to some trigger time with my dad over the coming holidays.
 
The basics were covered by a friend's dad one afternoon. He is the reason I figured out that I am cross-dominate. I was 13 or 14, and we'd been shooting a .22 pistol and a mini 14. I was doing so bad with the mini 14 that it was comparable to missing the water if you fell off a boat...

So he says:
"Zach, why not try left handed?"
"You think it'll help?"
"Well, it aint gonna hurt..."

At that point I started knocking bottles off the fence. It went over my head at the time, but today, I cant keep myself from chuckling when when I think about him saying "Well, it aint gonna hurt..."
 
My step dad bought me a red ryder and we used to set up those little plastic army men in the yard and shoot them. He also taught me how to fight and I am grateful.

He was a retired drill sergeant and I was a teenager needless to say to say we butted heads a little.
 
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