CCM Profiles: Terrie Williams
"Life's a Journey"

I was the first daughter of three, born to a dad who knew how to do everything! Because of that, I can change oil in my truck, fix my lawnmower, run a chainsaw, and do some simple carpentry, electric, and plumbing. But I didn't grow up with guns. No one in my family shot for sport or hunted, although my husband was a hunter and a trap shooter. Each year when he sighted in his shotgun for deer season, he offered to let me shoot it, but seeing the recoil of a 1-1/4 oz slug on a six feet two, 240 pound guy didn't make me anxious to try. Besides, his hunting group made it pretty clear that women weren't welcome, so there was no point in learning, or so I thought. Then in 2001, my husband died. All of a sudden I was a gun owner, and the recipient of more advice than I ever expected. In retrospect, the best advice I got about guns was, "You either need to learn to handle and shoot them, or you need to sell them."

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