Open Shooting Speech

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The grass is cool on my bare feet and I feel the summer breeze blow past me from the creek and across the cornfields. It travels into the woods and disappears past the dark trees. Each day I walk through my family's country property and connect to the nature around me in a way that is the closest to spirituality that I have ever experienced. I think about how much I appreciate the peacefulness of the birds and wind and how close I once was to losing my small Eden forever. I know now that the fight to protecting the natural world is never over and how imperative of a fight it is to pursue. The city council of my hometown proposed in January of 2016 to vote on two amendments that would allow an open shooting range to be placed in the heavy

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