My dad was a once in awhile, casual deer hunter. Other than that he shot some woodchucks around the homestead once in awhile when they became a nuisance. Only had three guns his whole life. Deer rifle, shotgun and .22. Haven't seen his deer rifle or shotgun in years but the .22 {an old Sears bolt action} still leans in the corner behind the kitchen door. My gramps was the same way but I had a couple uncles and cousins that were avid hunters.
