It was a few things. It started out when I was in a coworkers car, and he opened his glove compartment, and OH NO HE HAD A GUN IN THERE!MikeJ wrote:Just as a matter of curiosity, were you converted by someone who explained things to you in an adult, patient manner? Or did your opinion change when you, or someone close to you, became a victim of crime?nitrogen wrote:As a former Anti, i'll just say this:
I freaked out, and ended up learning about concealed carry licenses, and the like. A few weeks later, on a whim, he asked me if I wanted to go shooting, and I went. I had a great time, and learned "the truth" about guns. I know it sounds weird, but I never really thought about guns being a "good" thing.
By that point, I was tolerant of them, but I never really thought of them as something "for me."
I then met the woman that ended up becoming my wife. We were living together in California at the time. To make a long story a lot shorter, after a couple of sketchy situations, I realised I needed to be in a place that would allow me to protect myself and my loved one. A job opportunity presented itself to me in Texas, and we moved.
I've also been an attempted victim of violent crime, and was just lucky. (Someone tried to mug me and someone walked by and scared the guy off.)
It was a long journey that started in 1996, but those seeds planted over 10 years ago grew and I grew and changed.