I don’t understand how someone can go there entire life without discharging a firearm. My parents taught me and all my siblings when we were big enough to hold it up. By age 10 I fired more rounds than most soldiers and by 14 I had 6 of my own guns
My daughter, when she was in the Marine Corp PLC program used to take other candidates, that had never even held a firearm, to the gun range. Amazing.
Grow up in New Jersey.
Grew up on a ranch, where having access to firearms was a given. My grandfather carried a 30/30 on the tractor, and I had a single shot .22. I would be allowed to shoot rabbits or skunk, and we had a lot of them, but it was the experience of growing up at that time. There was an acceptance of responsibility for a young person to understand what they had and how to properly use it. Also, there was a proud feeling to be handed that responsibility, a feeling of accomplishment recognized by your family and friends. For us it was a tool, like a shovel. They were not a button to be pushed on a play station and then turned off and the characters you shot came back to life. So you learned respect for the firearm and the people around you.
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Starting shooting Guns when I was eight.
I “owned” a Bolt Action .22 Rifle and a .410 Shotgun given to me by my Father.
Kept them in my Bedroom Closet, er Gun Safe....