Back in1969, my dad got me a rifle for my birthday, an Anschutz 141 .22. still have it. A **legal** immigrant with a strong sense of being American with rights, he was pissed at having to navigate New Jersey's FOID laws and get "fingerprinted like a criminal.' I absolutely could not get him to jump the permit hoops to buy a pistol. So in 1970, my brother, stationed with the Air Force in Florida, bought a Ruger Bearcat, all of $35 back then, and brought it up on his next trip.
I still have both, though I have churned everything else in my collection several times. Together they have been the source of countless hours and shots fired in fun, over many years on two continents.