I took my wife to the indoor range today so she could shoot my guns. She has never shot a gun, or been to the range with me when I shot them. She was nervous. She grew up with her father pointing his pistol at her all the time (one of her earliest memories), pulling the trigger, loading it up, shooting the ceiling, threatening her mother, telling them he was going to go the woods and shoot himself, walking out to the woods, fire a single shot and staying gone for an hour . Nice guy. Anyway, it was a big coup that she was even there. I showed her my revolver, and we spoke about safety. She held the unloaded gun to get used to the trigger pull. She was ok with it. I set the target up, we put our ear and eye protection on, I fired the first shot and she said, I cant do this. Im sorry. I told her it was OK. She watched me shoot my Taurus 605, Beretta 92FS Compact, and my Glock 26. We had good time. She was worried I would think less of her, but I dont. Baby steps. Perhaps next time. She must have brought me good luck, because I shot the Glock better than I ever have. I told her that there are many gun owners that would love to have taken that gun away from him and shoved it up .well, you know. When we first got married, I couldnt clean the Beretta in front of her, because it brought back way too many memories. Now I can clean them and she is not threatened by them. She puts my clean socks in the drawer where one of the guns is kept without flinching. Shell get there.