Quigleys' friggin gun got me started !!
It was a Remington model 41 Targetmaster, single shot, made in 1911.Not that I don't enjoy a long, heated, political debate or the finer points of a Ford vs Chevy type discussion, but it seems like a lot of people on this site are long-term and committed shooters regardless of the discipline we have chosen or that maybe chose us. Be it rifle, pistol, shotgun competition or just recreation. So just wondering how others got started?
I came from a family that did not own firearms, but for some reason I really, really wanted and needed one. Maybe too much exposure to the ample gunplay on The Rifleman, Bonanza, Have Gun - Will Travel, Combat! and others in the 1950s and 60s.Who knows? But, anyway around my 12th birthday I convinced my widowed grandmother and she reluctantly agreed. This was 1967 and she lived in downtown Birmingham, AL. So believe it or not we walked down to the S&H Green Stamp showroom (although not 100% certain, it might have been a Top Value or some other stamp place) and she redeemed enough books of stamps to get me a .22 rifle.
It was a Marlin Model 99 M1 Carbine. I would buy ammo from the nearby Sears & Roebuck store and then ride a bus with rifle in hand out to Ketona Lake near Tarrant City. It's hard to imagine anything like that happening now without numerous law enforcement agencies, SWAT Teams, and Child Protective Services getting involved.
I have my Grandfathers Targetmaster , he used to shoot rats in a dump with it.sits in my safe.It was a Remington model 41 Targetmaster, single shot, made in 1911.
I was incorrect. the Model 41 Target Master was first produced in 1936.I have my Grandfathers Targetmaster , he used to shoot rats in a dump with it.sits in my safe.
My first 22 was a Mossberg ,I believe it was a model 144A. Had a 7 round Magazine and Lyman peep sites.
My Dad bought it when I was in Boy Scouts. We shot in the basement of a Armory at 50 feet. the 10 ring was the .22" dia on our targets. That was 50 years ago. Regrettably I sold it at a gun show. Dumbest thing I've ever done. Wish I had it back. I think my Dad paid $67.00 for it if I remember right.