Monthly trip to town. Groceries, check out the gun racks at a couple of shops, benefit supper at the school & back to the reloading room. Figured it was safer there than in the living room with six giggling 10-12 year old girls having a sleepover. Funny thing is, they keep wanting to come into the shop & want to see & know about what I'm doing. Bunch of little girls curious about guns & ammo. My daughter seems to be able to pick pretty good friends.


beati pacifici quoniam filii Dei vocabuntur Matthew 5:9