Some of you know my brother is going through some rough times, and I can't even imagine dealing with what he is trying his best to get through. Anyway, last weekend he visited. I initially asked him if he wanted to go shoot, and he just hem-hawed around. I told him even if he does not, an old friend and I were going to anyway. I threw in that he could get some pistol time in, and he perked up a bit. He told me he had some time scheduled with one of his fellow firemen a few days later to hit the range. All in all, he decided to come along. We walked down the hill to my home range and he was interested in what I had in the blue case. I said it was a little gun but he would like it. Keep in mind that my brother has not had much handgun experience, in fact he told me he had not shot one in almost a decade. He does not own any, and his *sniffle* wife was against handguns in the house with kids around. He is a shotgun guy, always has been. I showed him the 1911 in the case and his eyes lit up. He had never shot one, but always wanted to. The best part is that once we started shooting (.22 rifles, .38 and .357 revolvers, a .40 poly pistol and carbine as well as the .45 1911) his demeanor and mood quickly took a turn for the better. Once he got ahold of the 1911, I could not get it away from him. He would help load mags and all, but he kept hold of the 1911. I must say that he was pretty damn good with it, too. Back at the house after an hour and a half, he was relaxed probably for the first time in a couple of weeks. He laid out on the couch and just relaxed. He texted me a couple of days later after he went to the range with his co-worker. He was just as relaxed after then as well. I believe he has found a good outlet. Ballistic Therapy should be something a shrink prescribes to everyone except sociopaths and psycopaths. So, if you any of you have a loved one or friend in need of some kind of therapy, take them to the range and feed them a steady diet of "bang".