I'm getting older. I can't play baseball any more and steal bases.
I loved the Mags as I grew up and shot the heck out of em. Sometimes the recoil was all I wanted. Just to feel the kick.
Buuutt? I never want to shoot my 7mm again! I need to realize my bone structure can't handle it any more. I already got 6 broken vertebrae and two compressed disks in my back.
Fact in life I must face. That is my problem and not yours. But it makes me think of the little ladies and what can work best for them a little more in context.
So what am I going to grab for self defense? It has got to be quick and ready to reach. I am going to have to follow up and carry the action through to the end. A double barrel shot gun. 20 gauge for a young woman. 10 gauge fore californicatrion hog. Just like shoes.
I hate talking like this. I got a bad disease for the bones. They are brittle now in my so called elderly senior years. My mind says "any day any time pale and we will square it off" My smarts say, "Your a broken ol fool."
So I get home invaded. Let me tell you. Not only will the pain be worth surviving to see my grand kids again. But I'm only going to do it with one quick and easy shot.

It is all about knowing who you are and not what others are doing. Sounds cool. But that is a quick way to 6 feet under.

Know, learn what you don't know. Be practical and know what you and your wife can handle. Don't be Macho. Be loving. And the love of your family will tell you what to do and what is best.
Get'er Done.
