My father started taking me hunting when I was about 6. He bought me my first gun, a Marlin semi-auto .22, when I was 7 and a Marlin 336C in 30-30 when I was about 14. We shared guns and hunting until his death. Both are very precious memories for me. I've been hooked on shooting ever since.
Guns don't kill people, fathers with pretty daughters do.
Two wrongs don't make a right, but three comes pretty close.
Proud NRA member