Okay we have a thread about the worst gift - But what gift do you remember most. For me it was when I was 13. I used to go hunting with my father alot and that Christmas I received my own shotgun. This was a big deal in our house, to my sisters and I this was a sign that Daddy really trusts you. I do not hunt any more since my father died, but I still have the shotgun and go target shooting once in a while.