The Danger within
Shying away from the hard Issues in Life isn’t something I Pattern my lifestyle after. Someone needs to shine a Light in the dark Attics of Life, of Society and wherever that light needs to shine. One Issue that is forever being swept under the Rug is Gun Control. This Week marks the Third Anniversary of the Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School Shooting, I felt the need to shine a Light. Nikolas Cruz was a troubled young Man who attended Parkland H.S. his Antagonistic behavior sent many unnoticed Red Flags. His Caretaker missed them, his School, his Friends and his Social Media Postings and Followers.
One Day while no longer attending that School, Cruz entered the Building with a Semi- Automatic Rifle. When the smoke cleared Seventeen young Lives were lost and Seventeen others injured. Ironic that on January Sixth at least a Hundred People showed up at the Capitol Brandishing the same Assault Rifles. In the Crowd was enough Firearms to start a small War. Politicians have forever Ducked the Issues of Gun Control while taking Money from the NRA. Sad and Gruesome the Occasion of them Running for their Lives from their Constituents with Big Caliber Guns. It was a wake-up call missed, the Day of Reckoning when the So- Called Law Abiding Citizens will bear Arms against a Democratic Government Looms.
I was only Thirteen years old when J.f.k was Assassinated, right then and there I decided that Americans were Dangerous People. All because of the Second Amendment. The Right of each Individual Citizens to bear Arms. I don’t care how well you investigate One’s Background, they say that Psychopaths are some of the most clever People. I am not talking about taking away their Constitutional Rights. All I am saying is that Restrictions should be tighter. There are too many John Wayne and Clint Eastwood Mentality stockpiling Guns. I live in Florida, One Day I was in a Pawn Shop looking for a Bargain Diamond Ring. I noticed that there were more Guns than any other Merchandise in the Store.
I ask the Associate what does it take to Buy One. He responded, a current Florida Drivers License. It was that easy, disregarding the fact that I could be some Nut grinding an Axe. Or Someone who Embraced Conspiracy Theories, someone who is Mentally un- Balanced. I could be Affiliated with an Extremist Organization and is allowed to collect High Caliber Assault Weapons. I could be someone who have never Mastered the Art of Civilized Discussions, as in Artful Disagreement ” Beg to Differ “. I could be someone who Talked with my Gun, as in ” Smile when you say that Stranger “. All the above makes America a Dangerous Place. Twenty years ago I worked with a Man named Mark Hershberger. At that time Mark was a young man in his late Twenties or early Thirties. One Day while working on a Construction Project, I came close to his Brand New Truck with a stack of Lumber. He told me that if I had hit his Truck, he would have given me Six from the Nine Millimeter he carried to work every Day. My God are we Living in Wyoming 1805 where we needed to be Strapped going to work. Well my Friend welcome to Americana, it’s a way of Life. Mark and I had a long Love Hate working relationship. He loved me for the work I did while hiding other dislikes. Mark was a State Wrestling 🏆 Champ and a big Kid who loved to show off his Wrestling Skills. One Day he tried to manhandle me, I punched him in the Nuts and put an end to the Exhibition.
From then on he developed Respect for me, to the point where he confined in me. He told me that he had over One Hundred Guns. He also Bragged about his Wife’s shooting Skills Hitting Bullseye and Deers at One Thousand yards. One Day on a Hunting Trip up in Canada his loving Wife shot and killed him. She used One of his 100+ Guns, One with a High Powered Scope. She shot him at Fifty Yards claiming it was an Accident, that she thought it was a Bear, His Story made National Headlines, it was a Classic Case of Live by the Gun.
Mary Beth and Mark Harshbarger were married in 2001 and had a 4-year-old daughter and baby son. The family lived in Meshoppen, Pennsylvania.
On September 14, 2006, Mark, Mary, their children, and Mark’s brother Barry, were in Buchans Junction, Newfoundland and Labrador, in Canada, on a hunting trip.
While Mark and a local hunting guide, Lambert Greene, were walking through the woods hoping to flush out a bear, Mary sat in the back of a Chevy pickup truck on the nearby logging road. The children were in the truck and Barry was at a hunting blind elsewhere in the woods.
As Mark and Lambert walked back to the truck, Lambert stopped to urinate and Mark continued on walking through the tall grasses. Mary saw a dark shape emerging from the woods and thought it was a bear. She looked through the scope twice to make sure it was a black bear and fired her rifle.
Mary was wrong. It was not a bear, it was her husband.
I could go on and on about the Numerous cases of living by the Gun. 1977 I am visiting my Cousin in Texas, Elvis is shot Dead from his Abusive behavior. Colin Davis a Man who was worth more than 50 Mil an upstanding member of the Community. Came Home in the Afternoon, found his Estranged wife in Bed with a College Basketball Standout. Shot and killed him, accidentally shot and killed his Stepdaughter and injured his Wife. Talking about Gun Ownership, you just don’t know when the Nut is going to pop out. Three years ago in my Neck of the Woods Tampa U.S.A. A Retired Police Big shot, Shot and killed a young Father in a Movie Theater. The Shooter asked the young Father to stop Texting, the Cop was Infuriated, he shot and killed the young Man in front of his Infant Child, his Wife and Scores of horrified Moviegoers. One Day after the Capitol Display of Big Caliber Guns. On my way to work, in a minor Traffic dispute, the Driver pulled Parallel, his back Window rolled down and a Nineteen years old Passenger pointed an Uzi at me. I live in a good Neighborhood, Cops live here too. My Wife have always mentioned that there isn’t any good Neighborhood. 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue North West wasn’t a good Neighborhood on January Sixth. My Readers know that I don’t like to stretch a Yarn, all I want to Know is, how long has this been going on, and when will it end.