I'm Just Trying To Get

I'm Just Trying To Be The Me That I Am And Not All Of This Other Crap. I Just Want To Be The Family Man, And If Somehow I Can Make The Money To Get My Ranch And Get The Hell Away From Everybody Else, That Would Be Awesome.

I Would Love For People To Be Able To Think Of Me As A Guy Who Stood Up For What He Believed In And Helped Make A Difference For The Vets.

You Have To Slow Your Heart Rate, Stay Calm. You Have To Shoot In Between Your Heartbeats.

I Began Teaching My Son How To Shoot When He Was Two, Starting With The Basics Of A Bb Rifle. My Theory Is That Kids Get Into Trouble Because Of Curiosity—if You Don’t Satisfy It, You’re Asking For Big Problems. If You Inform Them And Carefully Instruct Them On Safety When They’re Young, You Avoid A Lot Of The Trouble. My Son Has Learned To Respect Weapons. I’ve Always Told Him, If You Want To Use A Gun, Come Get Me. There’s Nothing I Like Better Than Shooting.

At Another Location, We Found Barrels Of Chemical Material That Was Intended For Use As Biochemical Weapons. Everyone Talks About There Being No Weapons Of Mass Destruction In Iraq, But They Seem To Be Referring To Completed Nuclear Bombs, Not The Many Deadly Chemical Weapons Or Precursors That Saddam Had Stockpiled.