That reminds me of when i gave our son the 6mm i had purchased 2 or 3 years before, specifically to give to him. He was with, when the rifle killed it's first elk. On his 9th birthday, i put the rifle under the couch; told him there was another gift for him there. He burst into tears. It never never occurred to me it would mean so much to him. His reaction made me tear. The first three years we hunted big game together, there was only the one rifle between us. The first year i carried the rifle. He killed his first deer that year. Afterwards, he carried the rifle; me, i just tagged along. This October he will have another birthday; nearing 50 now he is. He loves to hunt even more now, than when he was 9.