A Woman’s Journey Into Guns

A Woman's Journey Into Guns
by Marge Shoemaker

Second Amendment March
Second Amendment March

Michigan – -(AmmoLand.com)- A few days ago, I was asked to tell my story about how I became interested in guns. To be honest, it wasn't something I was born into, and it wasn't something I practiced in my youth. It really was something that came upon me in the last few years.

I am the oldest of four children. As a young girl I was quiet and very shy, pretty much afraid of my own shadow. I especially didn't like loud noises like balloons popping, fire crackers going off, you get the picture.

I was an avid animal lover. Every lost pet or stray found their way to my home. With some effort, I usually found their owners. In my junior high years, I became involved with saving the wild mustangs, wolves, you name it! I didn't think too much of people hunting or shooting animals. Then in my high school years, I fell in love. Shortly after graduation, I married my best friend. Did I mention, he had a passion for hunting? Hunting!

Well, through the years, and two sons later (who also love hunting) I learned about harvesting wildlife. I learned to cook, or can, whatever my two boys and my husband brought home. I became quite good at it, but never, ever, did it interest me to shoot a gun. They go bang!

By now I was almost 50 years old. One day my husband was sighting in his new 17 caliber rifle when I walked outside and said I wanted to start shooting. I had only one condition: no guns with a loud bang or kick. He smiled a smile that made my heart skip a beat. Then he said, have a seat. He showed me how to hold the gun tight to my shoulder, how to look down the scope, take the safety off, and just squeeze the trigger. Hey, no loud bang or kick! I actually enjoyed it. I've been practicing for two years now.

Recently, I had a van load of suspicious-looking men come to my house which sits in the country way back off the road. I felt threatened and asked them to leave. One man grew angry and they wouldn't leave my door step. I picked up my shotgun and stood in front of the doorway. They got the picture and quickly left. I realized then, I didn't want to walk up on a situation where I am unarmed. So, I attended my first concealed carry class.

I sat near the front. As I watched the people file in, I noticed that there were quite a few women. Then I met the two CPL instructors. They seemed very knowledgeable, strong, and compassionate. I felt my pulse quickening, and I didn't know why. Was this how cowgirls felt, in the old wild west, when they saw their cowboys riding in to protect them, with guns on their hips and a look in their eyes, that says “you're safe now”? But back to reality. This isn't the wild west, and we can't rely on someone else to save us. So…..I had to get my head out of the clouds, and pay attention. I learned so much history in this class. It fascinated me what our fore fathers had gone through to keep our freedoms intact. Why they wrote the things they wrote, and why they said the things they said. And most of it hung on the right to keep and bear arms.

Then we headed to the gun range but when I listened to what I was being asked to do, I felt more than a bit apprehensive. Here I was an over 50 female with three grandchildren out here shooting pistols with men. I took a deep breath and reminded myself that-I can do all things through Him who gives me strength. I exhaled slowly. I was ready. But an unexpected thing happened: once the shooting started nothing mattered anymore. I felt empowered. I learned I could not only protect myself, but also the ones I love. I learned how to stay alive. I learned how to defend myself in just about every situation. It felt good. It felt right.

At the end of class I qualified with all my shots on the target. It felt good with the pistol in my hand, and I felt proud of myself.

After class I went before the gun board, and I now have my concealed carry license. I still have a long way to go, but I'm getting there. I thank God each and every day, for bringing these two concealed carry trainers into my life. I know I am a better person, because of them. I pray each and every day, for their safety, as well as their families. I am reminded that, “As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.” My concealed carry instructors have sharpened my mind, my soul, and my spirit. We are never too old to learn new tricks. I encourage you to study the constitution. Know your state and local firearms laws. Take a concealed carry class. Get back to knowing your neighbors, and be aware of who is around you.

See you all at the Second Amendment March in Washington DC on April 19, 2010!
Marge Shoemaker

About:
Marge works for a local school district in Michigan. She is a mom and grandmother and has been married for 33 years. She is a fan of country music and Jeff Gordon! Marge lives by these words: “If you are a friend of mine, you are considered family. There is no greater love than she who would lay down her life for a friend. And I would. I love my God, and my country.”

About:
The mission of the Second Amendment March is to galvanize the courage and resolve of Americans; to petition our elected officials against establishing anti-gun legislation; and to remind America that the Second Amendment is necessary to maintain our right to self defense.

  • 9 thoughts on “A Woman’s Journey Into Guns

    1. “Recently, I had a van load of suspicious-looking men come to my house which sits in the country way back off the road. I felt threatened and asked them to leave. One man grew angry and they wouldn’t leave my door step. I picked up my shotgun and stood in front of the doorway. They got the picture and quickly left. I realized then, I didn’t want to walk up on a situation where I am unarmed. So, I attended my first concealed carry class.”

      Would you have shot and killed him if he hadn’t left when you started waving your gun around? Shooting someone to death because they look ‘suspicious’ to you would be called murder.

      I think the real motivation behind peoples desire to carry a gun is the feeling of power it gives them, not any great concern about public safety. These people understand that you will get your way more often when you are waving a gun around, criminals have known this for a long time. “Look at me! I’ve got a gun so I better get my way!”.

      “Then I met the two CPL instructors. They seemed very knowledgeable, strong, and compassionate. I felt my pulse quickening, and I didn’t know why. Was this how cowgirls felt, in the old wild west, when they saw their cowboys riding in to protect them, with guns on their hips and a look in their eyes, that says “you’re safe now”? But back to reality. This isn’t the wild west…”

      This is getting weird, but you got the last part right.

      “I thank God each and every day, for bringing these two concealed carry trainers into my life. I know I am a better person, because of them. I pray each and every day, for their safety, as well as their families. I am reminded that, “As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.” My concealed carry instructors have sharpened my mind, my soul, and my spirit.”

      Do you have any idea how crazy this sounds?

    2. Alex, you are off base. Some people have passion for what they do and how they do it. Criticizing it isn’t proper, just step back and think about what it took for her to get to that point.

      /I meet everyone at my front door with a pistol behind my back. Take no chances and maybe Chance won’t take you.

    3. Alex, do you have any idea how crazy you sound? I assume your philosophy is that all guns should be banned.

      So, I have to assume that you are willing to take responsibility for the results of denying people the ability to defend themselves & others?

      I doubt that. In fact, I’m sure you are not willing to take that responsibility – not even for yourself. You simply “know best” for everyone else.

    4. I saw a comment on another article somewhere:
      “Men shouldn’t NEED guns to feel like men!”

      My response: “Real Men (and Women) aren’t afraid of guns.”

    5. Marge,
      Don’t you go fretting over the likes of Alex. He plays with himself. You are new to CCW and your preceptions and attitudes will change. I have been in the law enforcement business for thirty-five years. As a matter fo fact, it was thirty-five years ago TODAY, (2 AUG 74) that I stood with seven other rookies in the Public Safety Bldg ‘s 5th floor auditorium and took my oath as a police officer.

      Cops do real good cleaning up after the perp has made an ungodly mess of some poor victim. You are carrying a pistol now – this means that when trouble comes your way, we’ll be cleaning up a different kind of mess. We like this kind of mess. Perps being turned into fertilizer is a good mess. Make sure you aim for center mass.
      Take care.
      Sig94.

    6. Hey Marge,
      I am a woman of your generation and I too have gotten my license….ten years ago! I feel proud and confident EVERY DAY! I know that I can protect my family without the need to have a man there do that FOR me. Instead, I am fully capable to stand shoulder to shoulder with my husband and defend what we worked so hard for… if it comes to that.
      I am proud to be a WOMAN WITH A GUN………and YES…I am to be feared if forced to use my weapon. AND I am not afraid to use it!
      There need to be more women like us in the country. We need to introduce more young women to what may save their lives and the lives of their families some day. The shooting ranges have wonderful programs that will teach them everything they need to know and will build the confidence needed to carry and USE a handgun.
      I could stand on this soapbox all day…..I’m very passionate on the subject. All I really want you to know is that there are thousands of birght, loving, confident women out here that can relate to your story………….and we all applaude you. BRAVO My Dear…..BRAVO!

      Sincerly,
      Sparklen

      PS
      As far as the Alex responce………..MAN UP MISTER! YOU’RE PROBABLY A DEMOCRAT TOO!

    7. Good for you, Marge. A woman prepared to defend herself with deadly force if necessary, is a prudent woman. You were absolutely right to defend your hearth, when those men refused to leave your property; whether Alex LIKES IT OR NOT. I arm myself, when i take out the garbage – I never know what I’m going to run into. My condo building is separated from a huge grocery store parking lot by an alley. I have to go down this alley to the rear of the building to dispose of trash in the dumpsters nearby. I do not want to be pearlharbored by some knife-wielding bum.

    8. Way to go, Marge! As a concealed carry certified gun-carrying woman myself, it is always wonderful to hear the stories of women like you. I love seeing women become educated on how to use a firearm to protect themselves, their loved ones and the community at large.

      According to Dr John Lott, a renowned senior statistics researcher, “one additional woman carrying a concealed handgun reduces the murder rate for women by about 3-4 times more than one additional man carrying a concealed handgun reduces the murder rate for men.

      This occurs because allowing a woman to defend herself with a concealed handgun produces a much larger change in her ability to defend herself than the change created by providing a man with a handgun.”

      The world is safer with responsible women who concealed carry. http://tinyurl.com/dfq82h

    9. Marge,

      Thank you for sharing your story. I too have a similar story. I tell of it on my website/blog at http://www.wildwestglockgal20.com.

      My Dad always said I should have been a boy but I was a girl so be quiet and go play with your dolls. I did not grow up in a household with firearms or hunting. I do not know where my interests of military and firearms came from but as you in my later years [just turned 50 in July] I became extremely interested in shooting.

      I was “Up North” at a friend’s cabin where I took my first shots from a 44 Charter Arms revolver. Bang! I was hooked. That was on Memorial Weekend 2008. That following Tuesday after coming home I got on the internet and starting searching for firearms instructors. Talk about a kid in a candy store, there were just too many to choose from. And, then there it was , all in the name, Wild West Academy.

      I called, I emailed with more concerns, such as never ever handing a hand gun before and felt this class was a bit much. It was a CPL Certification class. I didn’t even know what that meant. Certified Pistol License come to find out soon after. The instructor assured me I belonged there and to come and I would be satisfied. I arrived and as you, saw all these men going into class. Immediately that low confidence of mine appeared and the ” Can’ts” – I called a friend who helped me turn it around to the I can’s and she walked me in on the cell phone. Sounds funny and childish but I was indeed fearful.

      The best thing about this class was they offered FREE RETAKES and let me tell you, I took the retakes and confidence starting building week after week. Fear disappeared.

      Today I am now a full time carrier, and a NRA certified Instructor specializing in the not so experienced, woman and seniors. This was the best thing I did. It heightened my awareness of the world out there.

      I highly suggest any woman and the not so experienced to walk through your fears and do this. You life is worth it, isn’t it?

      Thank you again Marge…check out my website, I too am in Michigan.

      Denise/aka GlockGal20 🙂

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