well i remember shooting my dads .22 pistols when i was younger and shooting a vew of his other guns. and i also remember him coming home with some geese every now and then. my mom and dad divorced and i stayed with my mom. she wasnt a hunter. but she remarried to a man that hunted some so i remember going out pheasant hunting every now and then when i wasnt old enough to take a gun. but i went fishing every day of the summer for a bout 5 yrs straight and just loved the outdoors. when i was old enough to take hunters safety i did and my then stepdad bought me my first gun a 12 gauge kind of as a present for passing and also so that i could go pheasant hunting. i went pheasant hunting alot with a friend and his dad. eventually my mom and stepdad got divorced and we are still in touch hes one of the best men in the world in me and my brothers eyes. ive gone deer hunting the past 4 years with him. and im sure that there will plenty more years of it to come.