Posted August 1, 2015 9:00 pm by Comments

By Dan Zimmerman

pay-bills

As I sit here writing this, I am forced to decide what firearm I should sell to come up with the extra money to pay my mortgage this month. It pains me to sell any of them not because they are high end, not because they were handed down (they weren’t…for the most part) or even that desirable, but because they are mine . . .

I didn’t think about guns that much when I was a kid. I went thru my states hunting program as soon as I was old enough but my stepfather took me only once. As I grew alittle older, the normal interests a teen has got hold of me too….cars, girls, you know the deal. Firearms were not even close to catching my attention.

As I became a sophomore in high school, I realized that I needed to decide on what to do with my life after I graduated. I decided on the military. According to what I’ve been told ( yes, I know recruiters will say anything) my a.s.v.a.b scores and my grades would qualify for most any job. To everyone’s astonishment, I choose infantry…I even picked the longer enlistment.

Basic training was rough, but not the …read more

Source:: Truth About Guns

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