1961, a 35lb. Outdoor Mfg. flatbow, I still have it & it's still a shooter! Never had anyone get me started, I guess I fell in love with it the first time I saw an arrow fly when I let it go! I was hooked forever the first time I stalked through the woodlot a few blocks from my house and caught a bunny holed-up about 5 feet in front of me--I can still recall vividly the whole day-50 years later-Especially the look on my Mom's face when she caught me skining it with her paring knife! If this happened today I'd be at some shrinks office & labeled a future "serial killer." I've been blessed with a son who is mentoring his boys to be a part of the circle of life, bows in their hands and a respect for themselves and wildlife, and the simple truth that fuzzy bunnies belong in a good stew and not on TV talking about the bad men with traps,guns, and bows!!