My father was a very passive, peaceful man. He didn't believe in using guns, on the off chance he felt angry enough to fight he'd argue with someone before he even hit them. Raised me to be the same way, i rarely get into fights, and instead of guns...i walk around with two guard dogs
45 and 38 cal, hand guns. My dad busted out an opening in the basement foundation and extended a wall with a concrete lid, bilco doors at foundationnext to house. and dirt pile at end of wall. So these walls were under ground. We stood at one end of the basement and shot at a target in front of the dirt pile. lots of fun. Started shooting around 8 years old, got pretty good. We didn't live in country areas, we lived in the city of Camden, NJ,
Yes... my father started teaching me to shoot at age 5... At age 9, he gave me my own 22 Rifle - an Ithaca Model 49 Single Shot, Single action (Which I still have!), at age 11 he gave me a Winchester 22/410 Over/Under. All through my teen years he routinely took me to the range and the field.
Being accident prone, handling a gun would not be in the best interests of myself or, mainly, others around me. I don't know whether my father even had a gun. If he did, my parents didn't tell us.
Not my dad my grandfathers, taught me how to shoot and hunt, fish and trap. My mom's dad was a great target shooter he helped me become very accurate with a target rifle. My dads dad was a great hunter but most of that shooting was closer range and under pressure so I got the best of both worlds.
Dad, Step-dad And Great Grandad.
Its a responsible thing to do.....
Even if you or your kids never have any interest in hunting or target shooting you should still teach your kids the safe and proper headlining of firearms. The lack of that education may someday be fatal.
He was the best long range handgun shot that I've ever seen.
I had two uncles that were handgun competition champions, one state and the other national; and Dad could out shoot either at longer ranges and hold his own at nearer.
Alas, while I'm a fine (Better than they.) rifleman; those genes didn't help my mediocre (Albeit, such company sets the standard rather high.) handgun accuracy.
MY father? Ha! He can't even deal with a few mosquitos buzzing around him.
But he did teach me how to take a patient's pressure and exactly what dosage of what pill you prescribe for what ailment. All extremely useful skills given that I'm going into linguistics.
No, he attempted to teach me once but only allowed me three shots before saying that was enough. My grandfather was a different story, quite patient and an excellent marksman.
My dad taught me the basics but it was my second dad (wife's father) that filled in the details. Man that guy could shoot. He was a WWII tail gunner in Europe and survived to tell about it. He refused to hunt grouse and pheasant with a shotgun. It wasn't sporting enough so he used a 22 pistol and always bagged dinner.
Yep. Shotgun, rifles and handguns. I now have the pigeon thrower we used to use when I was younger. I've taught all three of my kids firearm safety and useage as well.
All of the places where Dad taught us to hunt and do target practice got paved over when Disney World came to central Florida. I haven't used my 30-30, 12 gauge, .22 rifle, or Colt 1911 in many years. No place to go! Indoor gun ranges just aren't the same.
I grew up on a farm. In the corner of the kitchen in that drafty old house stood the Winchester. Sometimes at day's end we would hear the chickens squawking or the livestock suddenly moving about, Dad would pick up the rifle and go check it out.
When I was about 10 and that noise would crank up from the barn yard, Dad would give me the look that said, " Go check it out". I'd grab the gun and go.
My dad and grandad taught me how to shoot and gun safety when I was around eight.
Its a responsible thing to do.....
Even if you or your kids never have any interest in hunting or target shooting you should still teach your kids the safe and proper headlining of firearms. The lack of that education may someday be fatal.
He used to beat me using an old US 1911, while I was using a more accraute 9 mm Browning.
I had two uncles that were handgun competition champions, one state and the other national; and Dad could out shoot either at longer ranges and hold his own at nearer.
Alas, while I'm a fine (Better than they.) rifleman; those genes didn't help my mediocre (Albeit, such company sets the standard rather high.) handgun accuracy.
But he did teach me how to take a patient's pressure and exactly what dosage of what pill you prescribe for what ailment. All extremely useful skills given that I'm going into linguistics.
But it was in the Marines when it became fun!
When I was about 10 and that noise would crank up from the barn yard, Dad would give me the look that said, " Go check it out". I'd grab the gun and go.
My dad and grandad taught me how to shoot and gun safety when I was around eight.
I got the first gun of my own when I was 12, it was a Winchester model 37, in 410 gage.