Celebrating the Resurrection...with machine guns
Every year my youngest son and I go on a pilgrimage to eastern Colorado. This year the pilgrimage fell on the Easter weekend.
The occasion for our pilgrimage is to attend the weapons shoot sponsored by the Rocky Mountain Gun Owners, who bring out their arsenals for the public to enjoy. Imagine your typical spring fair with booths, flags, and concessions, only the goods offered are the ammunition to shoot in a variety of machine guns, fifty caliber sniper rifles, pistols with silencers, and the occasional cannon.
My son considered the Star Wars light saber as the ultimate weapon until he fired the German MP 5 submachine gun, the preferred firearm of SWAT teams. Later, after zipping through a belt of thirty cartridges in a fearsome Wehrmacht MG42 machine gun, my son was impressed enough to ask, "What is it with Germans and automatic weapons?" And our haj wouldn't be complete without a turn on the firing line with that American classic, a Tommy Gun, a.k.a. the Chicago typewriter.
Since this gun shoot happened over the Easter weekend, God didn't seem too pleased so he made it rain, then sleet. Usually my son and I hang out to picnic and watch the guns but being cold and miserable wasn't on our agenda. On the way home, though we were sopping wet, we talked about how much more fun we had shooting guns instead of going to church.