I don't know that there was anything specific that turned me on to guns. I grew up watching Roy Rogers and I was fascinated with his trick shooting. I also remember seeing my Uncle Hank come home from deer hunting and thinking I wanted to do that some day. I finally got my wish when I was 18. He took me to his deer camp, loaned me a rifle and introduced me to the coolest bunch of old guys I've ever known. They were sticklers for safety and a couple of them had a gun dealing business at gun shows. Charlie was a hard core Ruger man and I've had a "thing" for Rugers ever since. My folks bought me my first gun, a Marlin 336 30-30 in 1977 and that pretty much opened the flood gates.


Wag more, bark less.

The freedoms we surrender today will be the freedoms our grandchildren will never know existed.

The men who wrote the Second Amendment didn't just finish a hunting trip, they just finished liberating a nation.