Today we went to the Westside Rifle and Pistol range today. By “we” I mean the famous Molly Crabapple and I. She grew up in New York City, so guns were either in a cop’s holster or a criminal’s hand. So, negative or potentially negative. She was afraid of guns. Growing up in PA, I was shooting my first gun (a 22. Rifle) around age 6. I also shot a 12 gauge shotgun because my cousins thought it’d be funny to watch me get knocked on my ass from the kick back. I might have weighed 50 pounds. Anyway, Molly triumphantly hit the target several times out of 50! I did slightly better having not developed much more skill than my 6 year old Fred marksmanship.
Molly basking in the glow of freshly shot lead projectiles. We drank beer and scotch after either a nice couple who bought my art immediately after. Steve and Tracy Bryers. I hope I spelled their last name right!