My earliest memory of shooting was sitting in my Dads lap squeezing off .30 carbine rounds. A wasp crawled into the barrel and though it was daylight the moon was out, so we "shot him to the moon".
Dad was a caster and reloader so I guess I've been at it all my life. I got my 1st LEE turret press when I got out of the Navy about 25 years ago. I never get tired of it.