This is No Way to Live
What if we just said no to guns?
When I was a child in Ohio, my dad and his best friend took me out to a wildflower meadow to teach me how to shoot a gun.
At that time in my life, my room was bedazzled with rainbows. I spent my afternoons riding horses, twirling around that meadow, or dancing in front of my collection of stuffies. Everyone knew I was not a prime candidate for…