“2 years and two days ago, I had never shot a gun. I didn’t want to touch a gun. I didn’t want guns in the house, didn’t want guns in my life. No, no, no. No guns. No. I didn’t like guns. A textbook case of hoplophobia, that was me. Mike spent a long time talking me into going to the range. I almost chickened out. I remember sitting on the couch, so afraid that I was near tears, saying, ‘No. I can’t. I just can’t, I don’t want to …’ Me, I was freaking out inside, alarms going off full tilt in my head. ‘Gun! Oh no! Gun! Scaryscaryscary!’ Looking back on it now, I realize that my reaction was completely ridiculous and irrational — and I wouldn’t be able to tell you exactly what it was that frightened me so much.” (08/27/08)