Written on July 30, 2013
By Tony
in Politics and Commentary
My 6th year was a big one as far as shooting sports went.
I was given my very first BB-gun, a Daisy 350 shot repeater, and I shot my very first firearm.
The BB-gun was a gift from family friends, and I’m sure my mother was none-too-pleased, but I was allowed to keep it, and over the years, I did a lot of shooting with it. I learned gun safety with the little Daisy, and, in-spite of the common mantra that had been popularized a year or two earlier by the movie “A Christmas Story” I never did shoot my eye out (or anyone else’s for that matter).
Later that same year, a friend and his father took me out shooting for the very first time. I was in the first grade, and we shot a .22 caliber rifle, I’m not entirely sure of the make, but piecing the memory together the best I can, it was most likely a marlin model 60 of one variety or another. And then at the end of the day shooting, my friends father broke out a Smith and Wesson model 17. The grips on the gun were quite large for my hands, but I managed to hold on, and shoot several cylinders worth of ammo. I had become fascinated with guns when I was 4, but the day I got to shoot one, I became obsessed.
Let’s all try to take more kids shooting. Oh, and I think I need to find another Daisy 350 shot BB-gun!
Written on
By Tony
in Handguns, Revolvers
My long love affair with the .32 caliber revolver started when I was 4 years old. One of my earliest memories in life is the gun safety talk my father had with me one night in my parents bedroom. We lived on the wrong side of the tracks in a poor neighborhood, and my grandfather had given my dad a gun to help keep safe. My father thought it was important for me to know that if I found a gun, whether it was his, or someone else’s, I shouldn’t touch it. He showed me his gun, a late 1930’s vintage S&W top break .32. it was one of the last of that particular gun ever made, but it had probably been an obsolete design for several decades before going out of production. I had never seen a real gun before that day, and I have been fascinated by them ever since. And thanks, at least in part, to my fathers stern words about safety, I have worked hard to maintain safe handling practices ever since.
Until my father’s death, that was the only gun I knew him to own. He and I had shot the gun a few times when I was a teenager, and it was the first gun I ever reloaded for. After my father’s passing, my mom offered the gun to me, Of course, I accepted. I still bring the little gun out shooting once in a while, and reminisce about Dad.
Dad’s old S&W Top Break
By the time I had received my father’s .32, I had already started collecting guns and bullet molds of the .32 caliber variety. I had started my own collection of .32’s out with a well-worn S&W I-frame hand ejector of roughly 1920 vintage. The gun shot well, and was so economical to reload for that I quickly started looking for other .32’s that I could add to the rotation.
Over the course of several years, my collection of .32’s grew from a few simple guns, to quite a collection of various make and designs. The .32S&W long cartridge so enamored me with it’s efficiency and accuracy, that I even purchased and had built several custom single shot rifles in the caliber over the course of time. I’m not sure if a better small game cartridge exists.
Today, I have about a dozen .32 revolvers to choose from when I go shooting, and I almost always bring one with me. My wife enjoys shooting them as well, the mild recoil and report being less intimidating than even mid-range loads in a .38.
I can’t say that the .32 S&W long is the perfect handgun caliber for everyone, but it’s certainly been a very versatile one for me!
