This morning over oatmeal, Tam offers, "Blackwater has spoiled me for (local range). I'm going to shoot more and it'll be on the move -- IDPA, falling plates, something not just punching holes in paper."
This could not be better news for me; in the last year, I've shot less than I have in years. I've been wanting to join a local Fish'n'Game club that has a nice range and hold matches and competitions but my extreme diffidence around strangers has proven a barrier. (And it's been just darn painful working weekends while Tam's out shootin' with her friends). So I'm hopin' to maybe tag along from time to time. We'll see.
CHICAGO RAILROAD FAIR, 1948
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