Great story, thanks...your dad and uncle sound like great guys.
Bah, maybe fun to say but miles from the truth. I gave my daughter a Ruger SR-22 for her 9th birthday and she's 18 now, so it wasn't all that long ago.
Holy crow! This... in CANADA?This is the story of my very first handgun.
I was turning 14 and my Dad asked me what I wanted for a birthday gift....
I live in MA as well and have for most of my life. Back in the day (1970's) my cousin and I would spend many a Saturday at the local sandlot shooting our Marlin 39A's and my S&W 18. Seems like every kid had a .22. Now all of our shooting spots are housing developments or shopping malls. Now we need to drive to our gun club in order to exercise our firearms. It's no wonder todays youth don't seem to have the interest in shooting that we did.It's a bit of hyperbole for sure but it's not completely untrue. The ruling elite here and their minions don't like guns and worse, like to dictate how people raise their children. I belong to a gun club that has a very active junior rifle team that shoots all over the country but as a general rule, kids around here don't get a lot of positive exposure to firearms. A lot of that comes from urban sprawl taking over and convenient places to shoot and hunt disappearing. I can't think of anywhere around me where I used to shoot as a kid that hasn't been developed. Heck, I used to shoot my 22 in my back yard where I grew up. There's a trailer park there now. Add that to a lack of support from anyone in the youth community and there's just not a huge amount of interest in getting kids involved in the shooting sports. I feel sad for them.
Where there are often still shootings, unfortunately...Now all of our shooting spots are housing developments or shopping malls.....
This is the story of my very first handgun.
I was turning 14 and my Dad asked me what I wanted for a birthday gift.
A real handgun I replied! I had a few bb and pellet guns plus a 22 LR single shot, but nothing fancy. To my surprise Dad bought me a Smith and Wesson 17-3 Masterpiece in 22LR! It was awesome. That night my Uncle Jack and my cousin came over to check out my new S/W.
Well we had to try it, right?
We drove to the local small town dump in two cars. My Dad had a 1969 Mercury Marquis two door in a silver green color with a black vinyl top. If I remember right it had a 429 under the hood.A very cool car I think.
Anyways once we got to the dump its was dark out so my Dad and my Uncle both parked their cars facing the garage with the lights on. Back then you just pulled out the light switch to turn on the headlights and the high beam switch was on the floor (foot controled). I had my new 22 revolver all loaded and ready to try. My cousin had a 410 single shot. Then Dad and Uncle pulled the switch to turn the headlights on and there were all these rats running for cover! Can't say I got one but I sure had fun.
My Uncle gave me a beer afterwards. A Labatt 50! Yum. This was one of the greatest days of my younger life. I still have the revolver and take good care of the old girl. These days when ever I'm shooting at rats with a 22, 12 gauge or even a 454C I think back to that special day.
...."Think of the children", etc., etc. (Insert several "hand-wringing" emoticons here.)![]()