July 25, 2005
Samantha Tibbetts, 5, wears a pink T-shirt with a lady on it carrying a sparkly purse. She squirms in her chair. Tibbetts, with big blue eyes and long blonde hair, is sitting in a classroom. But it’s a classroom whose walls are cinder block, and her teacher, Paul, has a rifle cradled in his lap. Paul asks the nine kids, ages 5 to 16, to name the parts of the gun.
Can you say ‘trigger’?
They can. But they’d rather pull one. These kids are at Front Sight Firearms Training Institute near Las Vegas — one of several family-friendly firing ranges springing up around the U.S. Kids learn nomenclature and safety while Mom and Dad take higher caliber instruction —
Handgun Combat Master, for example, or
Uzi Submachine Gun at Night.
Tibbetts, impatient, raises her small hand.
Can we shoot now? Two other girls, Bethany LaBarge, 10, and Emma Stapleton, 8, are using felt-tip markers to draw shamrocks and hearts on their Styrofoam cups. They have a right to be bored. They already know the material. During class, LaBarge explained the difference between a shotgun and a rifle. Their families have come here on vacation five times in three years.
As for the Tibbetts family, they switch annually between Disneyland and Front Sight.
It’s hard to say which we like more, says Wayne Tibbetts, 49, a CPA and partner in a Mesa, Arizona tax firm.
Five years ago Front Sight saw little such business. Now 15% of the 10,000 shooters it trains each year are vacationing families. Programs run by Glock and Smith & Wesson report similar upticks.
Usually, men come first. Then they come back and bring their wife and kids, says Front Sight founder Ignatius Piazza, a former chiropractor. Wayne Tibbetts first came in 2004 with his daughter Tracy, 19. The rest of the family soon followed. This weekend in April he’s attending with his wife, Kathleen, 43, daughters Tracy and Samantha, his brother George, and his mother-in-law, Janet Grimaldi.
9/11 brought home our deep concerns for security, says Kathy.
We wanted our kids to be able to protect themselves. I want Samantha to have
stranger-danger’ awareness. Of course, she’s also having a good time.
Front Sight teaches kids to
trust their feelings around
tricky people. It also preaches firearms safety. Children memorize what they must do when and if they encounter a gun:
Stop. Don’t touch. Leave the area and tell an adult.
On the firing range, under an unforgiving sun, Samantha presses up against her cheek the stock of a Chipmunk 22 by Rogue Rifle Co. She shoots at a square paper target. Older kids fire submachine guns, shotguns, or handguns. James Minner, 14, was visiting Front Sight with his sister Sheila, 17, and parents, Gary and Sherry Minner of Delavan, Illinois.
Shooting instructor Charlene, an off-duty Las Vegas cop, takes down Samantha’s target. Most of the 5-year-old’s shots have found home. Samantha, clutching her paper, runs to show her mother.
Daddy will be so pleased, says Kathy Tibbetts, hugging her daughter. She and Wayne have themselves been busy: She, in a defensive handgun program, he, in a four-day rifle course.
It’s hard to express how much Front Sight means to us, says Wayne.
We come away with a real sense of accomplishment. Tracy, her red hair done up in a ponytail, says that what she likes best about a shooting vacation is that she gets
When he says,
Good job, Trace,’ I’m euphoric.