Family, Friends, and a Whole Lot of Guns

The other day I had an experience that was entirely new to me: I fired a gun. In America that’s not a very big deal, so I suppose that it’s a bit strange that it took me so long to check that one off of my bucket list. It’s not as if I was afraid to fire a gun, my family just doesn’t own any guns or go hunting, so I hadn’t really had a reason to fire one. However, since I’ve talked a bit about gun rights on this…