Yep, I was associate editor (number 3 editor on staff) from October 1990 to April 1994.
It was a great job, which I loved, but I didn't so much love the working environment, especially after we moved into the new headquarters in Virginia.
That was a really bad time politically for NRA, the board of directors was going apecrap and making live miserable for just about everyone on staff, a new editor took over at rifleman who was an incredible moron, and NRA management was engaging in a series of layoffs whose entire purpose seemed only to be to make up for their own poor decisions AND crush the spirit of the remaining staff.
"The gift which I am sending you is called a dog, and is in fact the most precious and valuable possession of mankind" -Theodorus Gaza
Baby Jesus cries when the fat redneck doesn't have military-grade firepower.