Did you play with your folks guns?

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I was hunting with a Savage .22/410 by age ten. I knew where all the guns were. I kept them very clean, wiped them with the oiled cloth, and carefully stored it Dad's closet. It was maintenance...not playing with them. Dad never kept one loaded but I checked them EVERY time.My cousin shot his best friend and killed him when they were fifteen and I knew the story of that. It made me very careful even at ten years old.

Mark.
 
Nope. When I was old enough to be allowed into my old mans gun room, he looked at me very seriously and told me that if I played with his guns he would kill me. My dad is a pretty lighthearted guy, but he was so serious that I literally believed that my dad would murder me if I touched his guns without his permission and supervision. Of course, being 5 at the time also helped the illusion. I am 35 now, and even though I know I could play with whatever gun of his I wanted without asking, I still ask!
 
Mom bought dad a pump 20 gauge shotgun in 1982. I was born in 1980.

I never touched the gun as a kid. It was kept in the closet, totally unsecured, but I never touched it. I never touched the ammo either.
 
Bought as often as I talked back, stole money, lied, sneaked booze and/or otherwise wanted a really good spanking, which was never.

No, I wasn't prefect, but I knew which lines not only not to cross but not to even think about going near.

Now I vaguely recall being about 9-10 years old and setting the backyard on fire with bottlerockets, firecrackers and gasoline. That was a well deserved, and I must say, well adminstered spanking.
 
I have 2 boys 7 and 10. The 10 year old can shoot my pistols at the range with me present. I let both of them handle my guns under my supervision and am constantly chattering at them the safety rules. Last night I had my seven year old and he wanted to handle one of my pistols. I showed him how to pop the magazine and rack it. Made him look to make sure it was unloaded. I tried to show him how to rack it but he was too weak to do it. I hand it to him (unloaded) and the FIRST thing he does is point it at me. That got a really stern lecture. Of course he said what was wrong it was unloaded. More explaining gun safety and proper attitude. NOT A TOY.

My attitude is ignorance kills and fuels curiosity without instruction. My 10 year old is gun nut already and has a nerf gun arsenal that is the envy of the neighborhood. I am not stupid enough to trust them fully so I do keep my weapons secure but I know both of them have some knowledge and caution because I educate them.
 
Never had any guns in the house, Pretty much the same as 30 cal slob. Im 25 and now have 30 guns in the collection my parents would freak. Although now that I think about it if they ever came to visit, their curiostiy would make them handle them when I wasnt around. Good thing I keep them locked up.
 
Uh oh.

Dad had a couple of shotguns hanging in a locked closet. And when I was old enough, my 22 and then 7x57 hung next to them. I don't recall messing around in that closet before "my" rifles were there (11 or 12?). I knew where the key was, but needed a chair to reach it. Just let it be.

When "my" rifles were hung, I'd go in there. Maybe 13 years old? I was refinishing a stock, and the freshly blued barreled action was in there. I'd take my scoped 7x57 out and bore sight it at the car taillights across the road, swab the bore...

Couldn't hunt deer in michigan until I was 14. Dad used my rifle when I was 13, and when I pulled it out in the spring of my 14th year, I about blew a gasket when I found some rust on the trigger guard. Sad memory of that 'conversation'.

The only gun of dad's I ever fondled with was the SxS that I use today. Loved that thing. Could care less about that ugly pump gun. I remember having to lay the double on my lap to lever open the bore. I always wiped it down.

One time, I was 21 or 22, and my mom and dad were out of town, I was on break from college, I fished out my dad's 686 (he got some handguns as he got older) and bought a box of .38 special, went with a friend to a range. Cleaned it up and put it away with the left over ammo. Never was mentioned.

Always treated them with respect, never "showed off" except one time....

I typed out details, and decided against posting. Just plain stupid.
Lock up the guns.


Thanks for the forum.

Soakers, doing everything in my power to not act that way anymore.
 
Was born and raised in South Africa, and guns were a part of my life from the earliest time I can remember. I was always allowed to touch and "have a look" if I wanted, and I started shooting at 13. I never felt the need to sneak around and touch them, but then again, I am a girl.....:p
 
I never played with them, but I consider myself very lucky my dad trusted to to keep all of my guns that he had bought me or the ones that my grandfather had given me in my room, same with all of the ammunition. That is a lot of trust to give a 14 year old but he knew that I wouldn't do anything with them because then he would be sure that I did not see those guns for a very long time.
 
When you were young, did you find/come across any of your parents guns?
Did you play with them or shoot them?
What about at friends houses?

Yes
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Same thing, look DON'T touch
 
My dad made it pretty plain from an early age that he would kill us if we screwed with his guns. He keeps all of his guns (except one) in a large, keyed entry safe.

Now, here's the scary part. As a youngin', when my parents weren't home, I was a world class little snoop. I found the Model 10 dad kept loaded in his sock drawer, and I found the keys to the safe. I used to get into that sucker all the time. Fortunately, I wasnt an idiot and playing with guns get old fast, so disaster and a butt whipping were averted.

Now that I am a parent, I'm scared *&@#less. Kids WILL snoop around and find things they aren't supposed to. DONT LEAVE KEYS TO YOUR SAFE AROUND YOUR HOUSE...KEEP THEM ON YOU AT ALL TIMES.
 
No, and this is because I got my first gun, a Wards 410 shotgun at the ripe old age of 6. Sooo, I learned gun safety very young, and taught my freinds the same. I also grew up in a military family, and in a time where guns were the norm. Everyone had guns, and everyone respected them, this was of course the late 50s early 60s....and my dad was US Army.
 
No, I went to my closet and pulled out my own guns and went out and shot or hunted! :rolleyes:

Seriously, I got my own .22 at 9 years old and was out shooting and hunting on the farm from that time on. Guns were a tool that I learned to use, right long with a hammer, saw, or tractor etc. Of course this was back in the late 70's and we lived in the boonies.
 
Oh man---the one time I did was a VERY close call----must have been 10 or 11----I knew more about the workings of a semi-auto .22 than a bolt action rifle----Dad's 7mm Magnum was a complete mystery with the 3 position safety and floor plate----took it out one day when nobody was home--even managed to load the magazine from the floor plate---cycled a few shells through and was about to pull the trigger---then I thought I should open the bolt one more time---out popped a live round---------realizing what I almost did---fear and panic set in---I put it all back where it was----and NEVER touched dad's guns again---and didn't touch another bolt action till I was 24 and bought my first high powered rifle.
 
I grew up in a very anti-gun household, which as many of you know often serves to heighten curiosity. My maternal grandfather however, had guns all over the place, unloaded, no idea where he kept the ammo if any, but seemed every wall at his place had a rifle or a shotgun on it.

He also had a stash of handguns, which being a rotten little bastard I got into, and "borrowed" his service 1911 for a few weeks before returning it with no one the wiser. Things could have turned out a lot worse, I consider it several lessons cheaply learned.
 
I only stumbled across one in my grandparents house. I was very young, my mom was setting on the edge of a bed in the guest room talking on the phone and I was next to her. I opened a drawer and there was a 2" .38 in there. My mother spotted it the same time I did and she slammed the drawer shut. Of course I looked the next day when they were all down stairs and it was gone. I'd heard my mom give my grandmother hell about the gun, but just bits and pieces.
 
I wouldn't of dared to even touch my father's guns without him saying I could...though I knew (and still know) where they and the ammo are. Never did mess with those at friends' homes either...

My parents were and still are mildly anti-gun (as in, don't really support gun control but don't like the idea of loaded guns lying around, they think my apartment is a death trap...).
 
I just get filled with rage when (the anti's especially) speak of keeping guns 'stored out of kids sight'---as if they were some bizarre and shameful family secret. That attitude just ASKS for disaster.

Indeed. Next time I hear one say this, I'll say, "OK now substitute 'sex' for 'guns' in your argument." Should children be left to discover sex on their own, or should they learn about it from a parent?

A box of ammo says that the anti wants children to learn about sex from age 5.
 
Never. My Father was a policeman and we knew where his revolver was kept...but never, never, ever, would we touch his gun. I/we knew better. Besides, I had all the toy weapons one could imagine...even had a water cooled MG on a tripod.
 
I used to sneak my dads Marlin 39A out and shoot it in the fields and woods behind our house. I don't think he ever figured it out. :)
 
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