09-12-2014, 04:07 AM
On the morning my father was killed, he woke me up from bed and asked that I washed my face in the bathroom, he then played a recorded conversation he had with Frank about Kennedy. On my thirteenth birthday my father gave me an M-1 that Frank gave him, our house was later broken into and the gun was stolen.
Here is a photo of me with my first gun at the age of twelve for Christmas.
Here is a photo of me with my first gun at the age of twelve for Christmas.