i'll weigh in on this. i grew up on a ranch and we had guns. thirty ought six, twenty-twos and shotguns. we ate a lot of venison and my family all hunted.

when i married r.j., he bought me an expensive shotgun and insisted that i take up bird hunting with him. well, one day we were dove hunting and a 14 year old kid shot me in the chest with birdshot. he was close enough that the shot went through my vest, my shirt and my bra and into my skin. r.j. picked them out with tweezers. it stung alot.

i quit bird hunting. we all did because we couldn't stand to do it anymore and took up racquetball......

i have lived alone for 16 years and i have a shotgun. a friend gave it to me about 30 years ago. i don't know where those bird hunting shotguns went off to. this is a serious shotgun.

i am appalled that there are mass killings and i'm appalled that "mental defective" is getting hung on these tragedies. i'm nuts, but not in the way that i would ever kill someone unless i had to. and i won't give my gun up. but i believe in gun control. it's very complicated because i know that i need some protection. but i don't want the criminally insane to have them.

i have no idea what to do about it or what to do about the labeling.