<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' gd:etag='W/&quot;C0QGQHc7cCp7ImA9WhVXFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2922658138937148230</id><updated>2012-04-15T16:22:01.908-04:00</updated><category term='NRA Instructor'/><category term='instructor course'/><category term='firearms instructor'/><category term='female shooters'/><category term='shooting'/><category term='NYChicShot'/><title>NYChicShot</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts from a female firearms enthusiast..because women can and do shoot..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2922658138937148230/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NYChicShot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13389678718268003779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yw8CnWYKSQc/T3R1QL-yphI/AAAAAAAAALw/NaO08B821fc/s220/AD06-11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkAHRHw5eCp7ImA9WhVXFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2922658138937148230.post-1584684484094457430</id><published>2012-04-15T16:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-15T16:12:15.220-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-15T16:12:15.220-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firearms instructor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female shooters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYChicShot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NRA Instructor'/><title>Don't ignore the female shooter..you'll lose a sale..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.5588096211100588" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I don’t do well with the “old boys club.” Never have, never will. Especially when I’m the consumer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Today
 my husband and I went to our local Sporting Goods Store for their 
annual “Mega Sale.” I’m in the market for a 9 mm so we figured we’d stop
 up and see what they had. I know I can get a little better of a deal 
online, but I’m happy to support a local business if I can. My choices 
have been narrowed down to a Glock 19 or 17, Springfield XD-9, and just 
recently I started to consider the Smith and Wesson MP9. All great, 
reliable firearms, all with pros and cons over the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Because
 it was a special event at the store, they had reps from various firearm
 manufacturers there. Springfield was the first rep we spoke with. I 
told him I had narrowed my shopping down to the 3 manufacturers 
mentioned above. I asked him to tell me why Springfield was better than 
the rest. He did a nice job explaining the features, asking me 
questions, and speaking to me and my husband professionally and 
respectfully. My husband asked a question about the Smith and Wesson, so
 the Springfield Rep took it out of the counter for him to see. Enter 
the Smith and Wesson rep, who must have smelled the M&amp;amp;P come out of 
the case, and he bee-lined over like a shark. I explained to him, the 
same thing I did to the Springfield rep, who stood beside him. I then 
asked him to explain to me why a Smith and Wesson would be a better 
choice for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Then
 he did it. The Smith and Wesson rep spoke down to me. Condescendingly. 
(Strike One). He then proceeded to show off his firearm and all of its bells and 
whistles..TO MY HUSBAND. (Strike Two). I interjected several times trying to make my 
point that the firearm would be mine. He continued to speak directly to 
my husband. (Strike Three..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Now
 I understand that female shooters are very much in the minority. But I 
was there to buy. The Springfield rep did a great job giving me tips and
 asking me specific questions as he knew sometimes racking the firearm 
could be more difficult for a woman. He also said he saw immediately I 
would have no issue with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Bottom
 line is, male sales reps need to get with the times. I’m an educated 
consumer. Do not disregard me because I’m female. My gender has nothing 
to do with my ability to handle a firearm. I’m an NRA Certified Pistol 
Instructor, a Certified Range Safety Officer and I’m a consumer. Perhaps
 I should teach a course to salesman, about how to sell to a female 
consumer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I’ll
 be picking up my beautiful new Springfield XD-9 as soon as my county 
pistol clerk adds it to my license, probably within a week. As a gift 
with my purchase, I got a Springfield hat, and a T-shirt..in size XL..it
 was the smallest it came in..at least my husband is happy, he can have 
the shirt..sigh..again..not very female friendly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2922658138937148230-1584684484094457430?l=nychicshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/feeds/1584684484094457430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/2012/04/dont-ignore-female-shooteryoull-lose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2922658138937148230/posts/default/1584684484094457430?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2922658138937148230/posts/default/1584684484094457430?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/2012/04/dont-ignore-female-shooteryoull-lose.html' title='Don&apos;t ignore the female shooter..you&apos;ll lose a sale..'/><author><name>NYChicShot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13389678718268003779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yw8CnWYKSQc/T3R1QL-yphI/AAAAAAAAALw/NaO08B821fc/s220/AD06-11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkACRnkyeyp7ImA9WhVQEE4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2922658138937148230.post-6754122623308083893</id><published>2012-03-29T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-29T11:26:07.793-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-29T11:26:07.793-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firearms instructor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female shooters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shooting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYChicShot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instructor course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NRA Instructor'/><title>Becoming an NRA Certified Pistol Instructor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.5222363984394798" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I’m
 not sure who was more surprised, the 36 men in my NRA Pistol 
Instructors certification class that there was a woman in the class, or 
me, that there was ANOTHER woman in the class! 36 men, 2 women. Giddyup!
 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;When
 a gentleman from my Sportsman’s club put out an email that he would be 
teaching an NRA Instructors class, I jumped at the chance. My husband 
was less excited about spending the required time in a classroom, but I 
honestly think he didn’t want me to do it without him so I signed us 
both up. There were a few other guys from my club there, but most of the
 other attendees were from other clubs. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;We
 were to start promptly at 9 am. Until about 8:55 I was the only female.
 I got some strange looks as the “good ole boys” club settled into their
 seats. &amp;nbsp;I sat with my husband and the guys from my club, all whom which
 I’m very comfortable with. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;The
 class itself was excellent. The NRA does a great job providing material
 and structure for the course. My instructor did a great job keeping the
 course work fun and informative. He said in the beginning of the class 
that there would be 100% participation because we were being certified 
to teach, and we should be comfortable speaking in front of groups of 
strangers. Then he did it..”Annette, come on up and speak to the class 
about how to teach to women and kids..” Ohhh...great...he could have 
given me a heads up at our lunch break so I could have mentally prepared
 something..but no. I was on the spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I
 did a decent job with my on-the-spot-no-prep presentation. Naturally in
 hindsight, I have a whole different lecture planned in my head, but I 
did the best I could, given the fact I had zero time to prep. As it 
turns out, only 3 of us spoke to the class that day. One was a lawyer, 
one a police officer, and me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;After
 all the instructional part of the class was complete we went on the 
range. We had to partner up and naturally they wouldn’t let my husband 
and I be a team. One person was the student, the other the instructor. 
The student had to shoot a course, clear a misfire, (we loaded dummy 
rounds into their magazine so it would cause a failure, and then had to 
teach them how to clear the failure). My partner and I whizzed through 
the range aspect of the course, then switched places and the student 
became the instructor. We had to evaluate their performance, and give 
suggestions for improvements. It was a fun, interactive process and it 
really brought to light some things that people may do on the range that
 you don’t notice, like raising their shoulders before they pull the 
trigger. It was my first time in an indoor range and it was awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I
 will admit to being nervous prior to the class. I assumed I’d be the 
only woman there, but I was happy to see another lady taking the class. I
 met a lot of great guys at the class and I’m very happy I took the step
 to further my shooting skills and credentials. The instructors seemed 
happy that there was a female in the class, and they made sure to cover 
things like asking before you reach over a woman to show her how to do 
something properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Bottom
 line is, if you’re thinking of becoming an NRA Certified Instructor, 
&amp;nbsp;don’t hesitate to take this class and get it done. The more women on 
the line, the better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2922658138937148230-6754122623308083893?l=nychicshot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/feeds/6754122623308083893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/2012/03/becoming-nra-certified-pistol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2922658138937148230/posts/default/6754122623308083893?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2922658138937148230/posts/default/6754122623308083893?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nychicshot.blogspot.com/2012/03/becoming-nra-certified-pistol.html' title='Becoming an NRA Certified Pistol Instructor'/><author><name>NYChicShot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13389678718268003779</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yw8CnWYKSQc/T3R1QL-yphI/AAAAAAAAALw/NaO08B821fc/s220/AD06-11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0EHSHo6eyp7ImA9WhVQEE4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2922658138937148230.post-1729255917536829496</id><published>2012-03-29T10:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-29T11:40:39.413-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-29T11:40:39.413-04:00</app:edited><title>My Little Monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.701916658810069" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Note: Originally written and posted on another site in June 2011, prior to starting this blog)&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.701916658810069" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Watch
 out Lady GaGa, there’s new of “Little Monsters,” and they’re all mine! 
Yes, I’ve turned my two daughters into little monsters..shooting 
monsters that is! Shooting isn’t something that kids do in our neck of 
the woods. We live in a suburb of New York City, and firearms are, for 
the most part, a taboo subject.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;When
 my husband and I applied for our pistol permits back in 2008, I think 
my girls may have been a little freaked out. In our County, pretty much 
all you can apply for is a “Sportsman Residence” license which allows 
you to target shoot, hike and hunt. CCW’s are rarely granted because the
 judges who issue, make you prove “need.” Yes, it’s a violation of my 
2nd Amendment Rights, and I am preparing to petition the Judge assigned 
to my license for conversion to a CCW, but I digress..that will be a 
whole ‘nother blog entry down the road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Back
 to my girls! It all started a few years ago when we went with friends 
up to a cabin in Upstate NY for a day of shooting. My husband, who had 
shot competitively on the New York State Junior Rifle team when he was 
young, hadn’t shot in years after losing the end of his trigger finger 
in a lawn mower accident when he was 14. (Yeah, I know..) My friends 
Dad, who owned the cabin, was a World War II hero, Army 82nd Airborne, 
retired from the Sheriffs Department, worked for the FBI, Firearm 
Instructor, I could go on and on about “Pop” but first and foremost, he 
taught us about firearms and safety that day, and what a blast we all 
had. My girls at the time were 10 and 12, and with his guidance, they 
shot several types and calibers of rifles and revolvers. It was a great
 foundation for us all, and the beginning of what has become a passion 
of mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;My
 14½ year-old daughter had the opportunity to join me at the range when I
 earned my ProMarksman NRA rating. School was still in session, but 
winding down, and she had an afternoon full of nothing at school, so I 
took her out early, deciding that not every lesson in life was learned 
in the classroom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;We
 were joined at the range by one of my shooting buddies, who usually emailed me before 
heading to the range because he knew I wasn't yet comfortable there by 
myself. My buddy has lots, and lots of “toys” and usually brings quite a nice
 assortment of firearms for us to “play” with! I brought along my 
Browning Buck Mark Camper .22 pistol, and my newly acquired Savage Mark 
II (NRA limited edition!) .22 rifle that I purchased from the widow of a
 club member who passed away last year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;For privacy sake, I'll refer to my girls as D1 and D2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;This
 would be D2’s second time to the range. She participated last Fall in
 our Club’s annual Turkey Shoot, where she was the hit of the group 
going from member to member trying out their .22 rifles, seems everybody
 wanted D2 to try their rifle. She had a blast, and it was her first 
time shooting since she was 10. D2 shot 
everything that day from a .38 carbine rifle, to a .357 
Magnum, (he loaded the first 2 chambers with .38s so she’d get a feel 
for it, then the rest with .357s, she did great and loved every second.)
 She spent the next few weeks of school pleading for me to take her out 
early, so we could go shooting! Yes..Monster #1 created..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;D1, my then 16-year-old, had all her hard classes in the afternoon, so there was
 no early dismissal for her! She had to wait until school was done and 
testing was over, but we found an opportunity last week when she had a 
day free of testing! We’ve tried to take her to the range before, but 
something always got in the way. When I got a call from another club 
member (Mike) letting me know he was going down to the range, we loaded 
the truck and headed out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I
 started her on the .22 rifle since Mike was practicing for the upcoming
 Bulls-Eye shoot from 25 yards, I figured rifle might be the better 
option, and placed her targets at about 15 yards. She got used to the 
scope quickly, and had some nice groupings for her first day! 
(Obviously, she takes after me!) &amp;nbsp;When Mike was done, we moved outside 
and she played with my Buck Mark a bit. She couldn’t decide whether she 
liked the pistol or the rifle better, so she shot both. I didn’t get a 
lot of practice in, because she was just having too darned much fun! 
&amp;nbsp;After a while, Mike left and it was just she and I. She was much more 
relaxed having just me watching her, and she really began to shine. I 
took her in close to the target and showed her some basic tactical 
shooting..well, clearly this was her favorite, and she did well! Yes, 
Monster #2..created!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Soon enough the girls testing will be done and another school year 
will be successfully in the books. This frees us up for a summer at the 
range..which we’re all looking forward to! Being self employed, I have 
the flexibility to work when convenient; if it’s a beautiful day, I can 
up and leave my home office and hit the range for a while! (I call it 
“group therapy!”) One of these times, we’ll even let my husband 
play..poor guy is stuck at work all day (hey, somebody has to pay for 
the new toys, right??!!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;On
 a serious note, I believe teaching my girls to shoot will be one of the
 most important things they learn. Besides actual shooting, this sport 
involves patience, responsibility and self confidence. And lastly, as a 
mother of two beautiful daughters, I hope that the boys they eventually 
date have seen their FaceBook profile pictures of them shooting big 
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