Whats the first gun your dad let you shoot?

High Standard Duramatic 22... I was seven. When Dad passed two years ago, I inherited it. Though you can buy a Duramatic for a few hundred bucks, you can't buy THIS one at any price.
 
Rem 16 ga. auto I was 8 or so years old. It was bought in 1935 by my grandpa. I stil have it.
 
My parents HATE guns, even though I'm 40 years old. My mother called me last Friday when my youngest daughter and I were at Knob Creek, and she hung up on me when she heard the line go "hot".

That said, my father and I killed many, many pigeons and starlings when I was a boy. He killed a squirrel once, and had the both of us go into the eaves to kill her babies in the nest, "So they won't starve".

I hated the experience, but my father taught me an important lesson about life and death, though I didn't know it at the time.





My first firearm after I moved out was an Australian Lithgow 1921 SMLE, and I took great care of it until it was stolen in 1995.
 
I think the first rifle I shot above a bb gun, was when I was around 8, my brother's Rossi 62SAC Gallery gun. What a terrific little pump 22. The first handgun I ever shot was my father's S&W 686 w/ 6" barrel and loaded wth .357 magnums--also when I was around 8 or 9. One shot from that was enough to tide me over for several more years, until I was brave enough to try again.
 
A 16 gauge Winchester Model 12 with the short 2 9/16 inch chamber. My grandfather had taken it in as a legal fee in the '30s and it was my Dad's only shotgun when I was 7 years old (1974). The target was a big sheet of insulation from a tornado we had June 8th of that year. Left a big bruise when I fired it (and a big impression). Dad still has it but has a number of more appropriate shotguns now.
 
When I was 5 my best friend's dad let me shoot his model 17. My dad only had one gun, and it was a decade later (and after I owned several of my own) that my dad and I shot his little .32 S&W.
 
Ruger Security Six, he loaded five .38 spl ans the last bullet was .357 mag, I still remeber the surprise in recoil. Fun Times.
 
My Dad never took me when I was a kid, only when I was 23yrs old did the two of us got together for a shooting trip, his only gun was a mod 64. I had a 1911, hipower and 586 by then. Was cool though as we really didnt connect until then
 
That would have been a Winchester semi auto in 22 short at the Michigan State Fair grounds when I was 9 or 10 back around 1962.
Can you imagine a shooting gallery with real guns in todays world?
 
First Gun

Check out my avatar..that's me at the age of about 4. Somewhere in west Texas early 1941. Little rifle Dad put togeather.
 
My Dad wasn't much of a hunter, only archery which he shared with me.

The first gun I ever shot was a .22 single shot bolt action at summer camp.
The second was my Dad's old Savage single shot 12 gauge Model 220 which I still have. I must have been 14 when he first started letting me use it for bird hunting. No hunter safety classes in those days and no real instruction other than what I read in the gun mags. Still we were smart enough to know how to be safe and my buddy who lost his Dad at an early age and I did just fine teaching ourselves.
I would not recommend that today but it worked out fine for us back then.
 
The first long gun Dad let me shoot was a Winchester 88 O/U 20ga. He and his Father bought it together when my Dad was in high school. It's the first long gun I let my daughter shoot (see attached photo).

The first hand gun Dad let me shoot was a Colt Woodsman Target .22LR. It was his Grandfather's and was the first hand gun he shot. Dad just gave it to me this year for my birthday. I've since cleaned it up and plan for it to be the first hand gun my daughter shoots.
 

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Winchester Model 61. Sometimes on Saturday morning Dad would load up my brother and me, pick up two boxes of .22 shorts at the hardware store, and we'd head for the hills.
 
That would have been a Winchester semi auto in 22 short at the Michigan State Fair grounds when I was 9 or 10 back around 1962.
Can you imagine a shooting gallery with real guns in todays world?

When I was growing up in Virginia in the 50's and 60's the county fair had the same thing. Dad belonged to the Lions Club and they put on the fair, so on Sunday after the carnival had packed up and left town he would go help clean up the fairgrounds. The shooting gallery would always toss out the plywood target backstop, and I'd find it and see how many bullets I could dig out with my pocket knife.
 
I've enjoyed reading everybody's posts. Unfortunately my dad never allowed me to fire a gun growing up. He used to hunt and had many guns. I "found" the gun cabinet key when I was only 2 yrs old, got in it and managed to lock it back. My finger prints were all over the barrels. It freaked him out cause the key was gone never to be found - he sold all his guns.

I pestered him to death to go hunting when I was 16 with a friend. He wouldn't let me. But the first gun I shot was my friend's 50 cal Hawken when I was 16. For my 18th birthday I bought my own Mossberg 500 and took a hunter ed course. Got my license and haven't looked back.

Dad bought me a Marlin 30-30 when I turned 21. A memory I'll always cherish was the only time he went with me to a local range and it was just me and him plinking with a .22. I'm 45 now and he's been gone now for 7 years. I wish we could have some more trips to the range.
 
My Fathers MD 14 duty weapon in the early 60's. Presented this gun to a family friend upon my Dads death. He was of great help to my mother as his health declined. I have days that I regret giving away this part of my family history. Given his service to my parents, it was the right thing to do.
 
:/ my mom taught me to shoot.

With an old Remington 410/22 single shot.

As I recall, I shot the 22 first.

When it got to what the male parental let me shoot, I don't recall shooting with him. He'd be there, we all would be shooting, but I stayed away from him and his business.

As we got older, my sister and I took this same gun for rabbits and squirrels.

I wish I still had it or could track down the paternal relatives my mom sent this gun after he died. My oldest would like to have it a lot.
 
It wasn't my father but my uncle, When I was a kid I used to spend weekends at their hunting cabin.We used to go down to the mountain side dump and shoot dump rats,,, first handgun ever fired a .32 H&R revolver.
We used to have a lot of fun shooting those dump rats!
Thus started my gun infactuation!:D
 
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