Ill pipe in. I am from the city and had no mentors growing up. Joined the military cadets at 6 started shooting converted 22s at the armories. Became good enough to be picked to go to the competitions in bisely England at 8. Walked into the hard ware store at ten and bought my first 22 a cooy ten shot with money I saved and with out adult supervision it was sold to me. Still do and love shooting for accuracy..
Never resent growing old, Many do not get the chance.
Born and raised in Loring and the local CO knew all us young guys were carrying guns and hunting at age of 12 or 13.When we turned 15 he even put the gun course on for us in the local legion.Originally Posted by fishy steve
LOL loring is also where i was born and raised and the area in my post... obviosly the same CO LOL
fishy steve
id rather be lost in the woods, than found in the city!
Grew up on Niagara. At that time in the 70s there was always a farmer that would be more than happy to let you shoot birds in the vinyards and fruit orchards since they were eating the crops.
Now my son is 10 and I take him onto farms owned by friends. He shot his first raccoon last year. Mrs. Raccoon and her kit had made a home in the loft of the barn. The young fella dropped the kit with a Henry Mini-Bolt 32 g CCI Stinger. You can't replace the look on his face that day when he had bragging rights with his buds that he had helped a farmer get rid of a pest.
There is room for all God's creatures - right next to the mashed potatoes!
Looking back it seems as if every kid in the area had, at least, a BB gun or pellet rifle. Most of us had .22's. No one batted an eye at seeing a couple of kids walking along with their guns. Our high school had a rifle range on the 3rd floor.
Most of our fathers were ex-military and most of our male teachers too. Most young boys joined one branch of the cadets or another. Maybe that had something to do with it.
Member of the National Firearms Association (NFA).
My dad got a model 39 from his father as well. An absolute tack driver that he learned to shoot with. He still has it.1956 - 10th birthday present from my Dad - still have it - take it out & shoot it once a year, on my ol' Dad's birthday, just to remember.
I took that gun everywhere wandering around the family farm - the terror of the prairie dogs......
Im of a more recent mint but I have 2 identical to that, my dads and uncles that they got for christmas around that same year. I have the box from one with a $22 price tag on it.....they were shocked as $44 dollars was alot of money for grandad at the time.1956 - 10th birthday present from my Dad - still have it - take it out & shoot it once a year, on my ol' Dad's birthday, just to remember.
I took that gun everywhere wandering around the family farm - the terror of the prairie dogs......
I grew up on a farm and was out shooting very young. All my earned money went to ammo and gas and fishing stuff.
I can't believe I am not deaf.
They are some of my fondest memories of childhood. My folks trusted me with firearms.
Oh yea...! Grew up on a farm in northern Sask. Carried a .22 single shot everywhere [except when we went into town]. Most farm kids became dead shots in those days.
Remember the same as well.
Sad these day's are mostly gone now.
"This is about unenforceable registration of weapons that violates the rights of people to own firearms."—Premier Ralph Klein (Alberta)Calgary Herald, 1998 October 9 (November 1, 1942 – March 29, 2013) OFAH Member
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