I have a let it be attitude towards the topic of guns. I know guns do not disappear but ammunition can.
I was very young when I was introduced to guns. I would watch my father come home with rabbits and pheasants, ducks and a goose. I saw trophies on the
shelves. I did not see the gun as a weapon because that is not how I was taught. I was aware the gun could be used as a weapon from what I saw on
television and in comic books. I had toy guns that were toy weapons. The toy weapons never appealed to me because I did not see guns that way.
The first time I used a gun was at my grandfathers house. I was about nine or ten years old with a .22 rifle shooting cans off of a wall and I could
not wait to grow up but it was not the power of the gun. I wanted to be able to do what my father was doing. I wanted the trophies and what came along
with it but then a funny thing happened. I was in a field one day watching my father and many people shooting clay pigeons in a competition when I saw
a man give his son, a little older than I was, the shotgun to try shooting a target. When the gun was fired the person was sent flying about ten feet
backwards. I decided I wanted to remain standing while using a gun so I would not be trying the shotgun, which was obvious when my father laughed at
I was aware then as I am today that the power of the gun does not come from the gun. Power does not come by way of weapons. Power comes by way of
people. America is a perfect example of that as are the countries that follow suit. I know people believe it when I see you voting on Election Day.
The first time I held a hand gun, was not too long after the rifle. The gun belonged to my fathers uncle Michael. Michael was over eighty years old
living alone in the countryside. The gun came from being a soldier. The gun was found shortly after Michael died, under his pillow. I was fascinated
by the gun because the gun looked so old. The gun was loaded. The gun was scary looking. I was in the same room when my father hid the gun and months
later when my father was away for a short time I had an idea.
I knew there was gunpowder inside the bullets. I wanted to create the trail of gunpowder you would create which leads to a pile of gunpowder, and
light it. I took bullets out of the gun and went out to the backyard with a hammer. I carefully took the casings off of the lead bullets by hitting
the casing with a hammer away from the lead bullet. I think I opened maybe two bullets before I could not wait to try it. It was very amusing while it
lasted. When I began with the hammer again I was interrupted by my mother, which was loud.
I read "guns don't kill people, people kill people" a lot, but really, when you think about it, bullets kill people.
The guns are not the problem because there are too many guns. If guns were the problem, there would be a lot more dead people.
I know a time will come where people have learned to control the use of guns by way of the ammunition. I think people have to reinvent how guns are
made and sold. An idea I have for the future of guns is to give a gun a lifespan, which can be achieved with the ammunition it uses. There are too
many lost guns. Those guns do not disappear, or die. They get sold to criminals or simply passed around.
The first step to getting rid of dangerous guns is to create a safer gun and stop making bullets.
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