By Patrick Daly
A little less than a year ago, my wife made her case to be inducted into the wife hall of fame. It was our wedding day, and she had sent her present to me with a friend of mine.
We had gathered at our favorite local bar so that I could get a little liquid courage to stand in front of 350 people and declare my intentions. My buddy Matt handed me the bag, and I pulled out a hard plastic case with the word “GLOCK” across the front. Everyone looked on, and after the initial shock wore off, officially declared my new wife to be one of the coolest chicks in the country. I was inclined to agree.
A few months earlier she was having trouble figuring out what to get me. Luckily that week I joined a friend at the shooting range for the first time. We put a couple hundred rounds through his GLOCK 17 and GLOCK 27. To say I was hooked would be the understatement of the year.
My wife called my friend and said, “I figured it out, I’m going to buy Pat a gun.” He met her at a local gun shop and they settled on a GLOCK 19 Gen 3. Which I would later learn is a tremendous choice for a first-time gun owner.
A year later I couldn’t be happier to be a responsible gun owner. I sleep soundly at night knowing I have protection at my disposal five feet away should I ever need to protect my wife. I am now a regular at the range, and an avid reader of TTAG. There’s nothing I enjoy more than talking firearms with fellow gun owners, it really feels like I’ve joined a family.