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my parents thought i was crazy because i had such an interest for guns, there is mystique about them for me. How they operate and the sheer mechanics of it all, i read any book or magazine i could find, read the covers off or until they fell apart. I didnt get to shoot much at all maybe once a year when i lived in the city, we would go to the range in Lexington, when we would go to the country and look at houses i would take my BB gun. When we finally moved to blanchard i was 12 and asked almost everyday for a 22, dad said they shot too far, so i set out to research this myself and learned ballistics and other cartridge characteristics, i studied reloading manuals gun values and anything else i could get my hands on, at 16 he finally bought me a marlin 60 22 LR, i was only allowed to shoot on occasion as not to scare off the wildlife, and bought my own ammunition, and cleaned ritually. About the same time i started Machine Tool Technology at Mid-America Vo-Tech, to begin to learn about what i want to be one day and that is a Gunsmith, I was going to attend Murray state in Tishamingo but that didnt work out, however i did find out that almost everything i would learn there besides how to run a gun store i had learned at vo-tech, when i was 20 bought my my first rifle and shotgun, 21 bought my first of many handguns and when money allows i add to my investments, still not a gunsmith but its still my dream, still tinker and do what i can until i am able to afford a lathe and a mill.
But after all these years i finally found out that the resistance from my parents was due to they were scared that i would shoot up a school because they thought of my lust for guns as some sort of beginning to what those other kids did back then, but even then i could tell you the difference between me and them, they didnt respect the gun, its history, or its capabilities. I hate to think that if it hadnt been for their resistance i may have pushed more to become a gunsmith or become more involved in them.
