Use your lives wisely, my friends, and conserve these precious freedoms for future generations.

How many more times are we going to cower under tables and chairs, whimpering like mindless dogs, thinking that someone else has the responsibility to save and protect us?

I was musically baptized by the black founding fathers of rock-and-roll, and like all real music lovers, the music changed, enriched, upgraded and fortified our lives forever.

I have busted more hippies' noses than all the narcs in the free world.

Lance Bass needs to quit worrying about outer space and celebrate life by learning how to kill his own food.

On my first bowhunt on the property a few years back, I was on my own for twenty-two days and killed an amazing thirty-three head of big game. I'm surprised I even came home. I was in heaven.

Like the average American that I hang out with, and like my father before me, I raised all my children to respect tools and use them wisely and safely.