Tech must take on hate

I grew up with guns. One gun, my grandfather’s WWII Colt M1911, looms large in my memory. My father tells the story of one night when Grandpa got drunk and shot a hole in the wall of his small house in Martins Ferry, Ohio. The tale was a warning: don’t be stupid. I took it to heart. My father taught me shooting safety and took me to plink cans down by the Ohio River. In high school… Read More...