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Part One Part Two Part Three The ammo shortage recently had me checking my storage bins, drawers and shelves out in the garage.

Who was Jesus? Who is The Christ? Are they the same or was the reality molded to become a stronger unifying influence – with all good intent, mind you – by the early church?

For an hour, my toes touched bottom no more than for a few fleeting moments and, my ego is relieved to report, I was not alone in the deep end.

Look on the left for the “Shooters to the Line!

The difference is in dealing with the inevitable “Oops!”

In a staple match, everyone puts a buck into the kitty and a single staple into the center of each target.

It’s a five-day class but it takes more than one to get there and I need another day to get semi-adjusted to the local time before I teach, and then about the same coming home.

It seems like no matter how careful I am, 1% of it goes where it’s needed and the other 99% goes on my hands, my pants, the table, the floor – and trust me, you don’t want to simply scuff your shoe or slap at your pants to get rid of it.