True Story....
I stayed with my grandparents on my mothers side of the family once I got old enough to say what I wanted to do...mom and dad lived 32 miles away in Mobile.
My birthday is in August and on my 6th birthday, my grandmother handed me a .22 rifle. It was ordered from a JC Penny catalog (and yes, the catalog pages were used in the privy, a two seater to boot)...anyway it was a pump and would hold 11 long rifles or 17 shorts...my grandfather handed me a box of cartridges (50 long rifle) and set the rules of firearms forever. He simply said "Don't point this at anything you ain't gonna shoot, and don't shoot anything you ain't gonna eat"....
I grew up in the woods and swamps of south mississippi and guns were a way of life...