Whats the first gun your dad let you shoot?

I barely remember shooting my old mans Mdl 36 ppc rig once early on. I was probably 6 yrs old. In 1980 at 8yrs old i got my Ruger 10/22 and its still just as fun to shoot to this day.
 
Remington 11-48 12 gauge. Dad was a quail hunter. He set an old cardboard oil can (remember those?) up on a fence post in front of a dilapidated old barn they didn't use.
I think I was around 7 or 8 at the time, he had to help me hold the thing up. I wrapped myself around it, took careful aim and pulled the trigger. Next thing I knew I was flat on my back! Dad mananged to catch the shotgun. The oil can was still on that fence post. We got to looking and it appeared that I missed the whole barn. :eek:
Not long after that a friend gave Dad a Cresent Arms single shot .410 with a busted stock. He got the stock fixed and then gave it to me.
Still have 'em both and someday they'll belong to my sons.
 
Dad's M1' 30 carbine* .. Never forget it, new years eve' 1968
9' years old, 4th grade* ... 3 shots strait up in the air.
Dad even stayed on the couch & let me walk out on the back porch' still in view,
I wonder how many beers he'd had? :)

~ Joe
 
As a little note of information here in Brazil people are most shotgunners.Since I was a boy father used a Sauer&Sohn made double barrel in a gauge not common in the US, a 24 gauge.He still has it.
But my first gun was what is known as a Flobert.It´s belgian made and uses a small shotshell. It´s referred to as 9 mm shotshell.I still have it.
Regards, Ray
 
Other than once or twice in a shooting gallery, I never shot a firearm until college and ROTC. We lived in apartheid Chicago. My mother was a raving anti and wouldn't let my father own a gun. He had a few old .22 short rounds lying around the dresser.

I bought my first firearm, a shortened Commission '88 while in college. By that time, my parents had no control over what I shot or owned. By then, my mother had given up ANY hope of me not owning guns.
 
So long ago I can't remember if I was 5 or 6.A Remington single barrel 410 Ga. which only shot 2 1/2 inch shells.I immediately became addicted to the aroma of a waxed blue Peter's Hi-Velocity shell fired on a cool Autumn Day.Doves at a waterhole or squirrels in a hickory grove were on borrowed time.Not long afterward I shot his I frame 32 S&W Long and loved the easy trigger pull and loved to stroke the nickle finish.After that I never looked back,and gave in to my life long addiction.
That started 73 years ago,and just yesterday after sundown I climbed down from a tree with a Model 57 I was hoping to "get bloody".I bought it unfired last year and it is a beauty.
Yes,God is Good!!
Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year!
 
Colt Detective Special and I was about three years old. He was on the San Diego PD and it was his BUG. That may or may not be the reason I never developed any affinity for Colt DA revolvers. Who knows...
 
My father took me out and let me shoot his Browning Auto 5 20 gauge. He did not tell me it was a Semi auto, when the shell flew out I thought I broke something on the gun.
 
My first rifle that I got to shoot was a 1903 Winchester 22lr thumb trigger. I was about 8-9 years old. First hand gun was my maternal grandfathers Saturday night special no name pistol; 32cal short barrel single action. I got to cock it and pull the trigger 5 times I was about 9. I was not able to get any of my grandfathers guns when they died. I was in the military and overseas when they passed, my brothers and cousins got then.
 
My grandfather had a S&W New Departure in .32 S&W. He traded a mule for it. It has been said that whoever got the mule got the better deal. I have the revolver today.

regards

yashua
 
Winchester Model 75 .22 LR. I still have that gun, my mother gave it to him for his birthday in 1940. It is still a tack driver.
 
My dad had very little to do with it. To his credit, he had no objection when a friend's dad offered to teach me to shoot. As best I remember, it was a single-shot .22 of some flavor.

The thing that stands out was a third parent (presumably "conservative") who criticized my parents as "too liberal" for allowing me to handle guns. Go figure.
 
My first was my Daisy Red Rider BB gun. I was about 10 and got to shoot it in the back yard with him supervising. Later - after he felt I could be trusted - I was permitted to shoot it by myself - still in the back yard. One evening just about dusk I saw a bird sitting on a branch and on an impulse popped of a bb at it. Hit it. It fell and I was horrified at what I had done. I cried over its body and remember to this day the lesson I learned.

rolomac
 
Six years old. A single shot Bridge Gun Company single shot .410. I called it "death that wears walnut" because, when I went to c*ck it, if my thumb slipped, the hammer dropped and hit the firing pin, it went BANG! I learned at an early age to be VERY careful where that barrel was pointing. A friend was absolutely crazy to buy it even after I warned him how dangerous it was. I happy sold it to him and bought a short barreled Ruger Mk1.

Charlie
 
Mine was my father's Winchester 56 .22 short, which he was given as a boy in 1930, when he was 13 years old, and which he gave to me in 1960, when I was 13. Glad to say I have it today. I've dispatched many a woodchuck with it.

The 56 turns out to be a very rare and valuable rifle (little did I know all these years). Only 1,171 56 shorts were produced. Mine has the very rare stainless steel barrel, which makes nearly unique. The Win aficionados over at Rimfire Central have never seen one in stainless.

See the attached discussion (with pix), if you're interested.
 

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