Around 1979 in Dad’s cellar. I’d just got a .308, and my brother had been fooling with reloading. I was all of 14 years old. I loaded on that press until I joined the Army in ‘85.
When I ETSed in 1989, I set up the same press in a trailer till we built our house. I’d given the .308 to Dad and bought an ought six of my own.
I thought I’d save on ammo, but I spent way more on reloading and guns than if I’d just bought ammunition. As a result, I did more shooting and bought more guns and it just snowballed to where I’ve been at it for more than 40 years!
I enjoy the time I spend at it, and I get off on working up a new load for a new gun. Putting a handful of bullets through one ragged hole carries its own rewards for me.
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"Preserving the Constitution, fighting off the nibblers and chippers, even nibblers and chippers with good intentions, was once regarded by conservatives as the first duty of the citizen. It still is." � Wesley Pruden