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Biggsly

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Who was the first person to take you shooting? What was it "If you remember" and how old were you?
I was around 4 or 5. I had an uncle that would take me shooting. He started me out on 22s and the old 410. I was hooked. My dad helped me buy my first AR "Colt SP1 that I wish I still had." It started a love of shooting that I have had my whole life.
Just thought I would see what started it for you guys.
 

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I was in camp Subiaco Arkansas. The brothers had set up a .22 LR range. I spent a lot of time there. Lot's of fun but nothing compared to Parasailing behind their jeep. I was 10 or 11.
 
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9 or 10 yr old, my dad took me and we shot his Marlin tube fed, bolt action .22 rifle.

Dad is gone, but the Marlin lives on and I got the privilege of taking two of my grandkids (8 & 11) shooting for their first time using Dad's old Marlin. It was important for me that they shot that one first, before I let them move over to the M&P 15-22 black rifle.

I got myself a couple of shootin buddies out of that trip, now to get the other 4 grandkids out to the range :)
 

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9 or 10 yr old, my dad took me and we shot his Marlin tube fed, bolt action .22 rifle.

Dad is gone, but the Marlin lives on and I got the privilege of taking two of my grandkids (8 & 11) shooting for their first time using Dad's old Marlin. It was important for me that they shot that one first, before I let them move over to the M&P 15-22 black rifle.

I got myself a couple of shootin buddies out of that trip, now to get the other 4 grandkids out to the range :)
Great story.
 
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Dad talked Mom into letting me have a Daisy BB gun for my 7th birthday. She was not happy, but agreed. It had an Otasco sticker on the box also. Dad taught me how to shoot it, gave me very good instruction on how to be safe and accurate with it. He set me up with a "firing range" in the back yard. He ran me through a lot of drills. Soon, with Dads instructional help, I was the hot shot of the neighborhood, which was mostly older kids. One day I remember wondering why Dad would want me to learn how to hold my Daisy BB rifle 90 degrees out from my body one handed and shoot at a target 20 ft away without looking through the sights?

When I was 8, I went out with my older cousins rabbit hunting with a real 22 rifle. Dad went through the safetydrill one last time before I left and reminded me to regroup after the "kick" of the 22. I got two rabbits in the head. They were amazed at my head shots. I stated, doesn't that make them easier to clean? They just laughed. I was serious.

Dad passed away in 1977, Mom passed away within the last year. Going through old papers I found Dad was considered an Army "Expert Marksman" and promoted for special duty in WWII. He never talked about that part of the Army he served. My Daisy BB gun training might have been more "expert" training than I ever realized. I thought it odd that he never once would shoot my Daisy BB gun, only show me how. I guess there were reasons I might not want to know about.

My Daisy is in the gun safe with the other items that are important to me. A little lube in the barrel, and I can shoot your eye out. Thinking back, I guess Mom was right.
 

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