I’m Mike Sessler and I grew up hunting and shooting with my father and grandfather in Western New York State long before the anti-Second Amendment Elites from New York City took over. I was 9 years old when I talked my father into shooting his shotgun after an unsuccessful rabbit hunt near our house. He had to catch the gun after I was knocked on my behind–I was a scrawny little kid–but I was hooked. Two years later, after saving my allowance, Christmas and birthday money, I again talked him into letting me buy my first gun. You can read that story here.

From the moment I sent the first tube of .22 LR downrange, I knew shooting would be something I did all my life. I spent almost an entire summer memorizing the 1977 Gun Digest Annual, pestering my dad with questions and shooting as much as I could.

As I got older, I took my hunter safety course, and did my part to keep the local rabbit and squirrel population under control. A few years later, deer hunting became my obsession. Along the way, I began shooting clays with some friends at a local gun store that had a free outdoor range. I don’t know how many boxes of clays we shot up, but it was a lot.

After college, moves, job changes, starting a family and a business put shooting on the back burner for a while. I got out when I could, but it wasn’t nearly as often as I liked. After spending 18 years in Northeast Ohio, we decided to move back to  what was now gun-hating NY. My brother and I joined a range and I got back into hunting a little bit. It was a good few years.

But then, a job change led me to the frozen tundra of Minnesota and I don’t think I shot anything for a year and a half. Another job change let me to gun-hating CA (I know…what was I thinking?) where come to find out, I met and became friends with a bunch of guys who loved to shoot! It took nearly two hours to drive out to the desert where we could shoot, but when we did, it was a grand time.

Finally, when the kids were grown and on their own, the wife and I moved back to America; to Tennessee specifically. It was a breath of fresh air! With some extra funds and time available, I decided to pursue my first passion with vigor. Before moving to Tennessee, I had spent almost 10 years writing what would become one of the largest personal websites in the space–ChurchTechArts–and producing a podcast–ChurchTechWeekly. While I thoroughly enjoyed that season, I felt it was time to step away from the technology and get back to my roots. I still work in the production technology field as a system designer/engineer and project manager, but at the end of a long day pushing pixels around in AutoCAD, I really enjoy the tactile experience of building a gun, cleaning one, training for an upcoming match or reloading.

I now get to shoot at least once or twice a week, I try to get 2-3 matches in every month, and if I’m not building a gun, I’m working on one or dreaming about the next build. I am a staunch advocate for the Second Amendment and exercise the right to defend myself and family from the time I get up to the time I get back to bed.

What is published in this little corner of the inter-webs are my thoughts, opinions, stories and experiences. They may or may not line up with anyone I work for or represent. But because the Second Amendment protects the First, I’ll say what I want on this site.

The title of this site is meant to be a poke in the eye of the anti-gun crowd. They talk a big game about “gun safety,” but rarely actually convey any real safety information. It’s more about how to control us gun owners and our guns. I talk about actual gun safety and go in-depth on my decision to carry a gun. I’m closing in on 100 hours of training as 2017 draws to a close, and have plans for much more in the coming years. I believe gun control means a stable stance, a firm grip, proper sight alignment and good trigger isolation.

Molon Labe.