Have you ever been shot at?

YES.
We were machine gunned when hop-picking during WW2 about three weeks into the war starting.
No casualties thank goodnes because a Spitfire came to our aid and to see the dog fight going on between our plane and the Jerry was an amazing sight, when suddenly the Jerry caught fire and the pilot bailed out. I was just 9 years old then and by the time I was 10 my family had been bombed out twice and we finished up in the Anderson Shelter on Xmas Day 1940.
Machine gunned again when on the evacuee train.
 

Got shot in the back from a distance with a 12 gauge shotgun while dove hunting when I was 14. Another hunter was shooting at a dove as it flew past a large briar patch that I was sitting on the other side of. Fortunately my heavy canvas hunting vest stopped most of the bird shot but the doctor removed a few pellets from the back of my right arm.
 
Maywalk said:
YES.
We were machine gunned when hop-picking during WW2 about three weeks into the war starting.
No casualties thank goodnes because a Spitfire came to our aid and to see the dog fight going on between our plane and the Jerry was an amazing sight, when suddenly the Jerry caught fire and the pilot bailed out. I was just 9 years old then and by the time I was 10 my family had been bombed out twice and we finished up in the Anderson Shelter on Xmas Day 1940.
Machine gunned again when on the evacuee train.
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I am just seeing this Maywalk. I recently read a book about Churchill (one of many I've read), and it talks about the British being out in the country side in the early part of WWII and watching dog fights during their picnics. One time, when a Jerry was shot down, some of them ran to the wreck and finally caught the pilot and turned him in. I cannot imagine me being able to even be outdoors during all this, but some thought it all entertaining. This, of course, was before the Blitz. Then, it really got terrible. Thank God you and your family made it.
 

Lanny said:
Got shot in the back from a distance with a 12 gauge shotgun while dove hunting when I was 14. Another hunter was shooting at a dove as it flew past a large briar patch that I was sitting on the other side of. Fortunately my heavy canvas hunting vest stopped most of the bird shot but the doctor removed a few pellets from the back of my right arm.
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You were fortunate, indeed. A good friend of mine wasn't so lucky a few years back. He was of all things, a police firearms instructor and had gone deer hunting in NY state. One of the men saw a movement and shot his rifle. My friend was hit in the back close to the heart and also hit his one lung. He died in the ambulance just before it reached the hospital. So sad when these things happen as I know many guys love to hunt and bring home good eating. Not that day, however.
 
Lanny said:
Got shot in the back from a distance with a 12 gauge shotgun while dove hunting when I was 14. Another hunter was shooting at a dove as it flew past a large briar patch that I was sitting on the other side of. Fortunately my heavy canvas hunting vest stopped most of the bird shot but the doctor removed a few pellets from the back of my right arm.
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Lewkat said:
You were fortunate, indeed. A good friend of mine wasn't so lucky a few years back. He was of all things, a police firearms instructor and had gone deer hunting in NY state. One of the men saw a movement and shot his rifle. My friend was hit in the back close to the heart and also hit his one lung. He died in the ambulance just before it reached the hospital. So sad when these things happen as I know many guys love to hunt and bring home good eating. Not that day, however.
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I'm glad I'm not into hunting.
 
Once myself and a couple friends were out riding and came out of the woods into a field and a bullet whistled past the rider in front of me. Pretty sure it was someone target shooting in a field on the other side of the trees. We were all freaked out and turned back into the woods and rode hunched down until we got to a trail on the other side of a hill from the shooting.
And when I was 16 I was driving on a highway with three friends and they suddenly all started screaming and dropping down. Being a very inexperienced driver I had no idea what was going on because all my attention was on driving, but afterwards they told me a guy in a car that was passing us pointed a gun at us. Since he didn't shoot I assume it was a misguided attempt of young male to get attention of a bunch of teenage girls.
 
I started hunting when I was nine years old, my dad taught me gun safety when I went with him, before I got my first gun, I would run out my grandmothers back door, and I would be in the woods, I would call for my dog shorty and we would go set down in the swamp , and wait for the squirrel's to start coming down the trees, sometimes shorty would climb the tree (smart dog), I would shoot up in the tree, a lot of times I would miss on purpose. I was lucky when I was in the Marine Core, my hunting experience came in handy, we were holding a side of a bridge, the NVA , had the otherside, I decided to walk down the bank to do my business, as I got ready I notice an NVA officer on the other side doing the same thing , I stood up drew my 45 , started shooting at him, he stood up started shooting at me, I notice both our bullets , were hitting mid stream, we both waved at each other , and went back to our men.
 
john19485 said:
I started hunting when I was nine years old, my dad taught me gun safety when I went with him, before I got my first gun, I would run out my grandmothers back door, and I would be in the woods, I would call for my dog shorty and we would go set down in the swamp , and wait for the squirrel's to start coming down the trees, sometimes shorty would climb the tree (smart dog), I would shoot up in the tree, a lot of times I would miss on purpose. I was lucky when I was in the Marine Core, my hunting experience came in handy, we were holding a side of a bridge, the NVA , had the otherside, I decided to walk down the bank to do my business, as I got ready I notice an NVA officer on the other side doing the same thing , I stood up drew my 45 , started shooting at him, he stood up started shooting at me, I notice both our bullets , were hitting mid stream, we both waved at each other , and went back to our men.
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Must have been quite a distance between you too. 😮
 
jujube said:
Christmas Day, 1957 maybe, the boy next door shot me right over my left eyebrow with the Daisy Red Ryder BB Rifle he'd received from Santa.

It was 99% my fault. I still have a little dimple there to remind me.

"YOU'LL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT!!!"
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Did you marry him ?


not a shotgun wedding, but a bb rifle wedding .....
:)
 
Lewkat said:
I am just seeing this Maywalk. I recently read a book about Churchill (one of many I've read), and it talks about the British being out in the country side in the early part of WWII and watching dog fights during their picnics. One time, when a Jerry was shot down, some of them ran to the wreck and finally caught the pilot and turned him in. I cannot imagine me being able to even be outdoors during all this, but some thought it all entertaining. This, of course, was before the Blitz. Then, it really got terrible. Thank God you and your family made it.
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We also managed to survive after being bombed out twice Lewkat. Yes we captured the Jerry who was machine gunning us but waited till the police came although many could have clobbered him.
 
I have been shot at mostly during the Vietnam War. I was a helicopter crew chief on Hueys UH1H models the whirley bird that made thump-thump-thump rotor blade noise you could hear a mile away. We would fly high enough to be out of range of rifle fire but could hear rifles sometimes and then man our machine guns tryung to find where the gun fire was coming from. Sometimes we flew into hot landing zones and were being fired at and shooting back.
 
Was shot with a BB gun at a riding stable when 12 by the owner’s son because we told his dad he was hanging on the horse’s necks. He got in trouble so shot me in the stomach. I still have the bb I found out when I was X-rayed for something.
 

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