Saturday, October 17, 2015

I’m grateful that I own a handgun

and have it on me whenever I walk out the door of my house. My wife owns one and my eldest son, who just finished the army is in the midst of getting his carry permit. We’re lucky that we have the means to defend ourselves. I find my friends are more comfortable sitting near me when we’re out, or are only willing to come to events if they know I will be there with my sidearm.

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