I went 45 shooting today. What better way to honor those who paid the ultimate price to guarantee my right to own and shoot firearms than to exercise that right.
My famiily lost 2 members over Germany in the 8th Air Force. One named Ebbert, the other Bitner. Their German surnames serve to remind me of who Americans are as a people. I was taught that we come from all corners of the Earth, seeking liberty and freedom to do as we chose without persecution due to our beliefs and the opportunity to be self governed. This is always in jeopary and comes with enormous cost.
The east-west main drag in my town is lined with flags this weekend. There are hundreds of them. Our war dead are not forgotten here.
The 45s by the way are 1911a1 models, one a Colt the other a Remington Rand from 1944 and 1945. While they never fail to put a smile on my face at the shooting range, I'm awfully glad it was not my duty to use them in combat.
My gratitude to those who did I'm unable to express in words.
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