A mix of people, 18 to 70 years old. The machines were once again shown to be just that. Machines. They were demystified. They are tools after all. It depends on the person running it on how well that goes.
The thing I am getting now is that the people showing up for new shooter classes have an urgency about them. They want to know how these work, they want to know what is required to get a concealed carry permit. It is on me to do that for them.
For the 18 year old man today that was presented by his Father, I was stunned. The Father simply waited outside the classroom until we went live fire. Then he watched his son running handguns. Both grabbed my hand to shake after the events of the day. The class applauded before we went to shoot. That has never happened before. I was humbled. What is second nature to me, handed down from my Father *cough, cough* oh, 40 years or so ago that I took as a right of passage then is foreign to many now. So be it. I will pay it forward.
So tomorrow awaits. A Concealed Carry Class. Not just any class, this one will have our Better Business Bureau representative in it. Better do this tonight:
Um, yeah. If you care to look at this photo, the shoe brush shows a cost of 89 cents. A gift from my Father. It works great and hey, you can't get a Coke now for that!
Tomorrow awaits:
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