I'm out for a very early morning walk with a woman friend. She does not shoot, though she is starting to show interest. We're walking down a long trail in a small city park, a large sprawling area with miles of trails, a lot of trees and a small river. A jogger passes us every 10 minutes or so, Barkley's intent on sniffing out a cheeseburger someone just had to have left behind on the trail. She's quiet and then the question comes out. She looked at me and said, "you're carrying, aren't you?". I looked down at a hip length winter jacket over a T shirt, and couldn't see the form Read More >>