How I bought my gun in Chicago

Jake Malooley navigates the complex process of getting a handgun in Chicago.

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    Pistol and target laid out while getting ready to shoot at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley works with Jim Nawrocki to get set up to shoot at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley shoots at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley reels in a target while shooting at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Pistol and target laid out while getting ready to shoot at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley shooting at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley shoots at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley's target after shooting a clip full of ammo at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley reloads a clip of ammo while shooting at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley pictured with his target at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    A picture inside the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Looking through shooting booths down range at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley talks with JIm Nawrocki about his shooting while reeling in a target at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Signs on the door to the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley reloads a clip of ammo while shooting at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley reloads a clip of ammo while shooting at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011. P

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley shoots at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley leaving the indoor shooting range with his targets at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Yaser Mezyed of Hickory Hills, watches friends shoot through the window at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Yaser Mezyed of Hickory Hills, watches friends shoot through the window at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley, left, fills out paperwork to purchase a pistol while working with sales associate Angel Valdez, right, at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    A sign reading "Don't Lie for the Other Guy" on the sales floor counter at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    A Glock pistol Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley will be purchasing from Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Midwest Sporting Goods sales associate Angel Valdez helps Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley with paperwork for purchasing a pistol at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011. Also pictured is the dog Buddy.

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    Shotguns and ammo on sale at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley, right, talks with sales associate Brian Charvat, left, at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Midwest Sporting Goods sales associate Brian Charvat takes a phone call on the sales floor as dog Buddy looks on at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Midwest Sporting Goods sales associate Brian Charvat looks in a showcase while taking a phone call on the sales floor at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Sales associate Angel Valdez, left, rings up Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley, for purchasing a pistol at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Sales associate Angel Valdez, right, talks with Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley, left, at the register after purchasing a pistol at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Bullet keychains for sale near the register at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Bullet keychains for sale near the register at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Sales associate Angel Valdez, right, talks with Time Out Chicago writer Jake Malooley, left, at the register after purchasing a pistol at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Handguns for sale at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Bumper stickers for sale at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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    Shotguns, rifles, handguns, and ammo for sale at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

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Pistol and target laid out while getting ready to shoot at the indoor shooting range at Midwest Sporting Goods in Lyons, IL on Tuesday, Apr. 5, 2011.

When I’m first forced to draw my handgun in self defense, it’s the middle of the night. At least I imagine it is.


I spring forward in bed, shaken awake by an alarming sound: someone breaking into the front door of my apartment. I grab my cell phone from the bedside table and, with a trembling finger, dial 911. Just as the dispatcher gets on the line, I hear the door frame give way. I leap over to the closet, open a case and grab the gun, a black Beretta 9mm. I shakily insert the magazine with a clammy palm and load the first round into the chamber.


“I have a gun!” I announce. “If you come in, I’ll shoot!” Neither the verbal warning nor the distinct click-click gun cock deters the intruder from ramming through the flimsy plywood of my locked bedroom door. For a split second, I see him brandish a knife, then I squeeze the trigger. Six deafening shots from the semiautomatic—Pop! Pop-pop! Pop! Pop-pop!—light up the dark in terrible, strobelike flashes. The assailant collapses.


My body is vibrating from the surge of adrenaline. Just then, a calming hand on my shoulder pulls me out of the waking nightmare. I set down the spent Beretta. It’s a sunny Tuesday afternoon at the end of March. I’m 20 miles from my apartment at a gun range in Des Plaines, Maxon Shooters Supplies, finishing the mandatory hour of loaded-pistol-in-hand training necessary to attain a Chicago Firearms Permit. The weaponized workshop is one of the earliest steps of my protracted bureaucratic journey toward exercising what in June of last year became one of Chicagoans’ newest and most controversial rights: handgun ownership.


“I told you I’d make a shooter out of you!” says a beaming Jose Rodriguez, the certified course instructor, patting me on the back. In this class, playacting a terrifying home-invasion scenario that ends in students pumping a pretend attacker full of lead is just part of the curriculum. Though the housebreaker is an invention, the bullets are very real. As are the nerves; my hands are shaky and damp with sweat. Several other range-goers, including a couple of teen boys with Justin Bieber hairdos and a father with his two young daughters, fire off pistols. The air is thick with the salty scent of gunpowder. Spent shell casings litter the cement floor. It’s a loud, unnerving environment, and every shot makes me jump. But the act of shooting a gun, especially for a first-timer like me, is a wild thrill: Each squeeze of the trigger is a heart-racing, body-shaking explosion.


Rodriguez presses a button on the side of our dingy, three-foot-wide booth, reeling in the police silhouette target. Wearing an olive drab tactical jacket and matching cargo pants, the compact fortysomething tilts his head and inspects the holes in the paper. I’m no marksman, but I’m a decent shot for a newbie: a couple of bull’s-eyes in the silhouette’s chest, the rest landing in a bottle-shaped kill zone between the neck and abdomen.


“If this guy was breaking into your apartment, d’ya think he’d be neutralized?” Rodriguez asks. (Neutralize, I come to find out, is the shockingly casual term Rodriguez and the National Rifle Association prefer over shoot and kill with a gun.) I nod uneasily, my head weighed down with padded, headphone-style ear protection. “That’s right,” the former Chicago auxiliary policeman asserts with a smile. “Don’t think he’d be feelin’ too good.”


Having neutralized a make-believe psychopath, it’s official: My gun cherry is as good as popped.


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