I remember the exact moment I lost a college friend. We were standing on the bluffs overlooking Warren’s Point, watching waves crash onto the rocks on a picture perfect day. As I struggled to keep my cigar lit, he asked me a simple question: “Are you carrying?” “I always carry,” I replied. He stared out at to sea. “It makes me nervous,” he announced.
It pains me that anti-gunners make the “debate” over gun rights personal. While I never fail to stand up for firearms freedom, I’m a live-and-let live kinda guy. I don’t believe that differing opinions on gun rights should prevent civilized discourse and friendship between individuals. And yet it does.
Have you ever lost a friend — or potential friend — because of gun ownership or gun rights?