I didn't know anything about it until I turned the corner onto Main St. and saw this:
We cut the walk short, and went home. I swapped my Breakers cap for my NRA cap, and went over to join in and get some photos:
|The crowd across the intersection.|
|A couple of folks came bearing arms.|
I have not been this afraid since the early 60s, when I wondered every day if the Russians would push the button down. I do not want the sheriff coming to my door to inspect my guns. I want to afford to shoot them, which means nothing but sales tax on ammo. I don't need expensive liability insurance because I own guns.
The people I met today seemed decent, rational, and patriotic. Several people recommended a particular gun club to me, and I plan on joining. I don't want to be alone in this mess.