Several years ago, my family and I drove down to Ensenada, Baja Calif., for a brief vacation.
One day, we were walking when a truck pulled up and out jumped a bunch of screaming guys with military weapons. They might have been soldiers, but that sure wasn’t obvious, and it was really scary.
Now I flip forward to a picture I saw the other day.
There, standing in front of Arlington City Hall, were a bunch of folks toting rifles and shotguns.
I absolutely cherish and would defend my right to keep and bear arms. I have guns in my home. I use them for hunting and home protection, but I can’t imagine flaunting them around in public.
I feel that philosophically I could not enjoy the wonders that God has given or take those wonders in if my mind were distracted by the presence of a pistol on my hip or a rifle over my shoulder.
The freedom I hold dear is the freedom to go about in public without seeing guns everywhere.
— Jim Kasson, Arlington