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I’m a child of the sixties. Born the summer of 1961, I was barely a toddler when a bullet tore through the fabric of this nation and Camelot died. My family was glued to the television, devastated and hungry for … Continue reading →

I always knew a gun would alter my life. I have no idea how I knew, but I did. One of the most vivid dreams I ever had was when I was just 18 or 19 years old. I saw … Continue reading →