When I was 4th Grade I went to a friends birthday party. His family name was Koff and they were quite German. Among my freinds possessions was his grandfathers Luger. I had of course seen them in movies and always though they were cool but this was my first "up close" gun.
I had seen guns before, and even shot .22s with my dad and brother but never gave them much thought. This one was different, it was cool. Factor in that I was a WWII junkie and there you go.
Well apparantly I just wouldn't shut up about my freind and his Luger and how cool it was because that same year for Christmas...
At 10 years old this was my first firearm. It was also one of my first possessions I assigned real value too.
Btw, the details: 1917 Royal Armory at Erfurt, all original and matching except magazine.
I never looked at my bicycle with the same amount of fondness ever again.
I had seen guns before, and even shot .22s with my dad and brother but never gave them much thought. This one was different, it was cool. Factor in that I was a WWII junkie and there you go.
Well apparantly I just wouldn't shut up about my freind and his Luger and how cool it was because that same year for Christmas...
At 10 years old this was my first firearm. It was also one of my first possessions I assigned real value too.
Btw, the details: 1917 Royal Armory at Erfurt, all original and matching except magazine.
I never looked at my bicycle with the same amount of fondness ever again.