That happened after most of us were already living there.
Sometimes it’s family and a job that’s keeping you there.
Sometimes people just hate guns that much and are stupid kool-aid drinkers.
The rest of us have high tailed it out of there for freer pastures.
My dem voting sister who hates guns has make comments about knowing where to go if things fall apart. Us. In gun loving NH.
She would freak out the first time she heard all the gun shots from our neighbors as they are getting their range time in. It happens several times a week.
It’s music to my ears.
“It’s music to my ears.”
When we moved to TN from CA 10 years ago, it was to a very rural area. The day after our move we started to hear gunshots around us. Like you: Music to our ears. It reminded me of visiting Grandpa’s farm in western NY decades ago. Family still lives on the farm, and gunshots still are heard.