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LabRat · 02-07-2007, 12:35 PM

Thank you for the link, I'd have never found it!

I grew up with my father's guns locked in a glass front gun cabinet in our basement den. We as a family spent a lot of time in there, because that's where the TV with cable was. I believe there was a handgun in my parent's bedroom as well, but I don't recall aver finding or playing with it. The gun cabinet had maybe 4 shotguns and some other handguns and black powder rifles, as well as some ammunition in the locked drawers. I honestly don't remember much because I guess they were just part of the background. He would take them out shooting occasionally, and I went along some of the time. When his brother commited suicide (only sib, shotgun to the head) he inherited their father's gun collection, which included some antiques and ones with personal value. My brother and I were taught gun safety and respect. Mostly with the fear of a beating like we'd never seen if we messed with them when he wasn't around

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fastforward to ~5 years ago:

I'm married and out of the house. My dad is dead, my brother is living at home with mom, and hanging out with some real winners. My mom calls one day to tell me the house had been broken into, and low and behold, guess what the main target was.

None of the guns have been recovered, to my knowledge.

Bottom line. Guns first in hands of responsible owner. Owner dies, leaving irresponsible wife in charge. Guns now in the hands of ???

My husband's guns are in a fireproof gun safe with combination lock. That was the law I laid down once our child was born. An unbreakable-into safe. Actually it's nice, cause it's fireproof, and doubles as our safety deposit box for important stuff.

I have never been involved with any incidents regarding guns. We don't keep any in the house out of the safe, so they wouldn't do us any good in the case of a break-in. I want to learn to properly shoot our handguns, but it hasn't been a priority.

02-07-2007, 12:35 PM	#10
LabRat twatfaced two legged bumhole Join Date: Jun 2004 Posts: 3,143	Thank you for the link, I'd have never found it! I grew up with my father's guns locked in a glass front gun cabinet in our basement den. We as a family spent a lot of time in there, because that's where the TV with cable was. I believe there was a handgun in my parent's bedroom as well, but I don't recall aver finding or playing with it. The gun cabinet had maybe 4 shotguns and some other handguns and black powder rifles, as well as some ammunition in the locked drawers. I honestly don't remember much because I guess they were just part of the background. He would take them out shooting occasionally, and I went along some of the time. When his brother commited suicide (only sib, shotgun to the head) he inherited their father's gun collection, which included some antiques and ones with personal value. My brother and I were taught gun safety and respect. Mostly with the fear of a beating like we'd never seen if we messed with them when he wasn't around . fastforward to ~5 years ago: I'm married and out of the house. My dad is dead, my brother is living at home with mom, and hanging out with some real winners. My mom calls one day to tell me the house had been broken into, and low and behold, guess what the main target was. None of the guns have been recovered, to my knowledge. Bottom line. Guns first in hands of responsible owner. Owner dies, leaving irresponsible wife in charge. Guns now in the hands of ??? My husband's guns are in a fireproof gun safe with combination lock. That was the law I laid down once our child was born. An unbreakable-into safe. Actually it's nice, cause it's fireproof, and doubles as our safety deposit box for important stuff. I have never been involved with any incidents regarding guns. We don't keep any in the house out of the safe, so they wouldn't do us any good in the case of a break-in. I want to learn to properly shoot our handguns, but it hasn't been a priority. __________________ Strength does not come from how much weight you can lift, or how many miles you can run. It comes from knowing that you set a goal, and rose to the challenge. Strength comes from within.