Imagine sitting in your living room; the dog rushes in from outside and barfs on the carpet. Everyone sitting around has a different reaction — some look away, others throw up their hands and say it is not my problem. You grab the paper towels and clean up the mess, but a big stain remains. […]

My father was a responsible gun owner. He used his gun to provide meat for our table. From my earliest memory his unloaded gun stood in an open cabinet in a corner of our living room. A box of shells was on a shelf next to the gun. Never once did anyone pick up the […]