Sept. 25, 2022
A Facebook post from September 25, 2022 - expounded Recently I was in the shower and looking at the shampoo bottles around my bathtub when an oddly potent memory that I hadn't relived in years struck me. When I was maybe 12-13 years old, I was encouraged by my mother to attend a local church as a means to expand my social circle. At that time I was pretty content to sit in my room and read so I didn't get out much or make that many friends but that's not the point of this story. I started going to that church and made many friends there, including an older retired couple whose names I sadly no longer remember. They were a very kind and generous couple, and they had a lake cabin nearby. Some Sundays after church they would bring me out to their place to swim and play. These were great salt of the earthy folks, the gentleman showed me how to fire a rifle. It was an air rifle. I don't know if Mom ever knew that he did that. He taught me the BRA...