Weekend Column – The Shooting Package

Sep 22, 2015 by winjaw

Earlier this week, the Little Black Dress and I attended a fundraiser for the Coweta Community Foundation.

The non-profit foundation manages individual gifts and bequests as an endowed pool of assets, distributing grants to a wide variety of organizations that enhance and support the quality of life in Coweta County while maintaining the charitable intent of the donors.

Didn’t that sound official? It should; I stole it right from their web site.

It’s a great organization. In fact, they handle the money and distribution for our annual Christmas Fill the Stocking fund. Reader donations are split between the Salvation Army, Toys for Tots and Bridging the Gap. Because the foundation handles the funds, donations are tax deductible.

I digress. There were several very generous donations from local artists and businesses that were raffled off throughout the night in a live auction. Live auctions can be dangerous.

Very dangerous.

Several years ago, The Dress and I attended a fundraising auction in Juneau, Alaska, along with two other couples. The items being auctioned were desserts.

These were not just desserts, but rather serious works of art. We kidded around and made half-hearted bids on a few things.

And then the last dessert – the piece de resistance – was brought forth. It was a tree made out of truffles. Not just any truffles, mind you, but chocolate made from the milk of Yaks by Taoist monks – and only once every 50 years.

There was also some special cognac in there as well.

The LBD and the other spouses indicated they might like that tree. And who are we to deny them? Let’s just say bidding got rather heated. The three of us, the husbands that is, were in constant huddles trying to convince ourselves we were not going to spend that much on a chocolate tree, despite where the milk came from. That this was the last bid

And then someone would raise our bid, leading to yet another huddle.

By the time bidding was done, we six had the Yak milk truffle tree. When I got home I tried to calculate how much we paid per truffle in winning. It was a really, really high number.
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Anyway, back to the foundation’s live auction. As I mentioned, very generous items were donated. One that caught my eye was a package from Atlanta Range and Ordnance.

It included a membership, a private gun lesson for two, enough ammo for a small war and several other items.

And I knew this would be perfect for The Dress.

And the bidding started. I will not bore you with the details other than to say I won the aforementioned package and, fortunately, will not have to pull the SONS of Thunder out of school to go to work to pay for said package.

I bought it because the money would help the foundation. And secondly, I think that anyone who is going to carry a gun, or have one in the house, should be taught by a professional on the proper use of one – not by someone whose favorite phrase is “hold my beer and watch this.”

Afterward, I was talking with Gary DeGeorge Jr., the owner of the shooting range. We were discussing when to set up the shooting lesson and what to bring and so forth.

We exchanged cards and he said they would provide everything, including the guns, and to just dress comfortably.

And I looked at Gary and mentioned the fact that if they had a gun that was colored in some type of leopard print, that would make the LBD very comfortable.

I also pointed out that The Dress would be in a skirt and high heels – her definition of “comfortable.”

Poor Gary doesn’t know what he’s gotten into.

Until next time.