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Originally Posted by HardDrive
....My parents wouldn't let me have BB guns. They didn't like the idea of anything that made a gun seem like a toy. An odd position, but I can see the appeal. When I wanted to shoot a gun, my dad got a brick of .22 shells and would take me to the woods. It was real guns from day one....
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I began shooting .22s at around that age under supervision at "day camps", and was never allowed to have a BB gun either (but did have a pellet gun later on). Still remember when I shot my dad's 12 ga. shotgun on Thanksgiving day when I was 9 years old, and was given my grandfather's shotgun when I was eleven (also began hunting around that age). So I've basically had guns most of my life. Ironically, although I wasn't allowed to have a BB gun, we did play "army", "cowboys & indians", etc. with "toy guns" ALL the time as kids. Toys are toys, and guns are guns, and I certainly knew the difference. Just my .02 worth...
ps: Like a lot on the board, I'm anal retentive when it comes to gun safety...it's the only way to be. Teach her "the ropes" and welcome her to the club imo
