I grew up around guns. Dad had 3 of them, a 22, a shotgun, and a .270 Winchester. We were cautioned regularly, and he was critical of anyone who wasn't incredibly careful. The shotguns and the rifle were for hunting purposes, and the 22 was more for fun, target practice, and shooting gophers. He gave us safety lessons.
Still, I knew a few people who'd lost friends in gun accidents. Carelessness, mostly, or hair triggers. My first gun, which Dad bought me, had a hair trigger. I fired it accidentally a couple of times before I got so scared I could hardly fire it at all. I lost an acquaintance from cross fire in America, being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Not all farmers had guns, or hunted. Lots of folks avoided the hobby for lack of interest. Of course, when I grew up I got rid of my guns. For a while I took a camera hunting with family, but I became saddened by the brutality of hunting. (Finding Hinduism played a massive role.)
I have no problem with guns, (or without them) but I take exception to those who are all agog about it, and about their rights to own them, or carry them anywhere. It rings of an entitlement not all that justified. I will never own another one personally.
Yes, it's people, not guns, just as it's people, not cars. I think the key is common sense. If you do feel the need to own a gun for self defense, for sure train yourself, and as we all know ... Bad things happen when you drink.