Memoirs

Self-Help Night

Cree carefully stapled the target to the board and moved the target out. Then, thinking carefully through the new mechanics and fundamentals, Cree let the gun go bang. A tiny hole appeared in the center […]

Memoirs

Competition Night

“I’m okay,” Cree said, adding, “I’m kind of a beginner.” “That’s a lie,” Teresa said as she walked by. “Cree’s a Marine.” Liz giggled a little as she walked into the conversation. Cree quickly pointed […]

Memoirs

Group Therapy

The Range turned out to be a small warehouse in Fredericksburg, Virginia. Cree felt a twinge of excitement as he saw on of the ladies from the potluck cleaning night. Once inside, he was greeted […]