Big, Tall, and Armed

I can best be described as a large man. I'm six feet six inches tall, or a little more when I wear hiking boots, which is always. Mid-thirties and broad shouldered, I weigh in at a once-muscular three hundred pounds. I have a fifty-six inch chest, twenty-inch neck, and a forty-two inch waist, and I look a bit like a younger Tony Soprano. Like most American men, I also have a belly that has started creeping over my belt, but unlike most Americans, it's a gun belt. I carry a concealed firearm every day. CCM Editor Kathy Jackson asked me to write this article, partly because I'm the largest concealed weapons instructor she knows, and secondly because she is so petite that she does not understand the plight of the large folk. For the record, Kathy weighs as much as one of my legs. . . . (to read the remainder of this article, please log in below.)