The first Sunday in June is...

... National Cancer Survivors Day.

I've been down that road twice ... and I'm 32 years old.

As my profile says, having survived cancer has a lot to do with the gun thing. Once you've cuddled with your own mortality, it becomes very clear just how much your life is worth. I carry a gun because cancer couldn't kill me, and I'll be damned if some jerk is going to have the power to off me for the $5 and 2 credit card receipts in my wallet. I've had to fight for my life, and it's worth protecting.

I think I'll put some lead down-range today in celebration...