they make my husband feel
like a man and help him bond with our sons.  

I don't like them or how he
describes the way they feel in his hand:  "Better than a ***",  I heard him confide to his pal, Joey...

but something has to protect  us.  I mean it's our right to be on guard.  
It's our right.

My husband spends all his
time with his guns:  cleaning them,
polishing the barrels, studying their details.  And talking...talking about
his gun rights, about his next NRA meeting or  what happened at the last or that he can't believe how
good the right gun in his hand feels.  

I don't like guns...they made me                   disappear.


By: Evelyn Augusto