hizgeorgiapeach -> RE: Why I Carry A Gun (12/28/2008 11:18:14 AM)
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ORIGINAL: missturbation Curious minds would like to know if anyone posting here has actually had a gun pulled on them or being shot? If so do you carry a gun yourself? To answer your question : Yes, I've had a gun pulled on me - by a family member. While said family member Missed, he DID take a shot at me. Yes, I carry a gun. Yes, I hold a Concealed Carry permit. Yes, since the incident that happened when I got shot at - I have made Damned Certain that any time I'm going to Knowingly potentially be in the same place at the same time (a distinct possibility up until a month ago, when I moved dad back in with me from the nursing home) - I was armed, it was loaded, safety was off, and I could easily draw and fire if my life was threatened. I also carry concealed when I go do my show rounds, business wise. I'm typically carrying cash, and would rather shoot someone than be mugged as I'm making a cash drop into the night deposit at my bank. Not trying to be arsey here but were they a licensed gun holder? See if they were and guns were banned before said incident surely the chances of that incident happening would have been less unless they obtained a gun illegally. Actually no - my brother does not have a concealed carry permit. You aren't legally required by law to Purchase or Own a weapon in my state - only to carry it Concealed while in public. Either way, it wouldn't have made any difference. The weapon in his hand at the time didn't belong to him - it was owned by our Father - who was, up until his stroke, also a concealed carry permit holder - and a regular award winning compitition shooter. Since my brother has never been Convicted of a felony, he can legally own - he does not, however, qualify for a CC permit in this state because some of his various Misdemeanor convictions are drug related. The incident happened about 5 months after dad's stroke, around the time that it was decided that dad would go into a nursing home for care. My brother and I still lived in the same house at the time - and I was still trying to play peacemaker and do my best to get along with him for dad's sake. My brother found dad's compitition .45 - which was also what dad kept close to hand for personal protection - while he was drunk and stoned, and in his drunk, stoned state he came staggering into my bedroom at 230 in the morning waving the .45 around, supposedly unable to work the slide, screeching at me about how *I must have broken dad's gun, because he couldn't cock it. When I told him - bluntly - to put it down before he blew his own foot off in his stupidity, he pointed it at me - suddenly managed to get the slide to work (imagine that!) - and pulled the trigger. The bullet went past my head by about a foot, through my bedroom wall, through the outter wall of my house, through the outter and inner wall of the neighbor's house, and embedded itself in the interior wall of the far side of that room of the neighbor's house. While I was in shock at almost getting shot by a fucking Family Member - my brother's First reaction was surprise, then it was to regret that he missed, then to realize that I could have his ass thrown in jail for attempted murder if he didn't start trying to at least Act like it was accidental.
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