Just ran across this post by SondraK via Curmudgeonly & Skeptical (who refers to Ms. K as "Our Lady of Perpetual Moistness"... Hmmm.)
I had a fear of guns for a long time. Not that I thought they were bad or dangerous, but mostly because I thought I might be with one in my hands. Lack of experience was largely to blame and a fear of having so much power. I waited until I was 28 to get my driver's license for pretty much the same reason.Read the whole thing. Really excellent! Read the comments, too.
I decided a couple years ago to get a grip on this and hooked up with a local Libertarian group who were sponsoring a women's rifle class at a gun club nearby. On a whim I signed up and showed up on a Saturday morning with a girlfriend who had a little experience but wanted to brush up on her knowledge. There were about 50 women and about 20 instructors, mostly gentlemen intent on making the experience fulfilling, comfortable, and safe. It was. I ended up coming in 3rd place out of 50 and was hooked. It was so exhilarating! I went out shortly after and procured my concealed weapon’s permit.
About a year later I hooked up with my blogger blastorama boys. Their goal too, was to get as many folks out there learning and shooting. I must say that spending time with these guys was the best thing I could have ever done for my firearm training. They are patient, knowledgeable, and generous with both their time and their vast collections of guns to share. I started out fairly slowly, my confidence building each time I put a gun in my hand.
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