Growing up as a descendant of one of the most hated races in this country has taught me to constantly watch my back.
I've learned that an attack can happen at any time and I've learned to meet violence with violence and I've sent more than a few people to the emergency room.
Why do I carry?
Now it's not just me but my wife as well. A white Italian married to an Injun? Just an excuse for more hatred.
Since my degenerative peripheral motor nerve condition started, I can't run, can barely make a fist and can't move like I used to. I can't slam people face first into a brick wall or bounce their head offa fire plug.
But I can still shoot a snubby.....

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