Imagine walking into the woods to spend a chilly autumn day with your best friend, only to have him turn on you and pull out a gun.

Last week in Wisconsin, that's exactly what happened to a grandfather named Harold Johnson. As he walked alongside his hunting partner of decades, the man turned around, pointed a rifle at Harold's chest, and pulled the trigger.

"I have to kill you," were the words spoken moments before this senseless act, chilling not just because they are horrifying, but also for the calm tone in which they were delivered. Authorities say that after drinking whiskey on their hunting trip, Johnson’s friend lost his mind — shooting Harold at close range and then adding insult to injury with a cold statement: “I hope you'll excuse me.”

How do we explain such an act of violence? It's not isolated in rural America. Gun homicides are up by 35% since the beginning of the Obama administration, making incidents like this all too common.

This isn’t just about gun laws; it’s about safety for our children and elderly neighbors who shouldn't live in fear when they step outside their homes.

What kind of world are we leaving them?

Moments like these leave me reeling, wondering how much longer I can bear to hear stories that rob us of our sense of security.

Please share this with every parent and grandparent you know.