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Discussion in 'Carry Issues' started by Wasatch, Aug 31, 2007.
I had a gun pointed at my head and managed to talk my way out of the situation.
I have yet to obtain my CCW Permit for the State of Florida....sadly even $117 is a saved for expense these days...but my reasoning to begin saving for it is simple...
I live in a small town in SW Florida that crime has been a non-issue in for quite some time...yet in the last 3 years we have had more murders and violent crime than we have seen in the past 20 years...I will not become a victim, nor will I not come home to my son because I was unprepared to deal with someone that tries to make me another victim.
I bought a Glock 17, I took my safety course and now I'm saving for my CCW permit. I fully believe in Open Carry for all Law Abiding Citizens(While reasonably regulated). You can't be thought of as a victim when the criminal has to second guess making you one.
My uncle taught me to shoot when I was a kid, and I always practiced when I could, though I saw it as more of a "fun" thing than anything else(though it is still a lot of fun!).
Defining moments, in order leading to my CHL...
Getting mugged at 17 was a lesson in what it meant to feel helpless. They got my cash & my smokes, & thankfully that was the end of it. Started carrying a knife at all times.
Finally bought my first "my own" gun, a crappy old .38 snub, at the end of the '90s, when my cousin and his lady were victims of a home invasion.
Fast forward to three years ago, my GF and I started buying old cars to restore. On our way to the first purchase, the thought in my head?
"We're pulling up to this stranger's house, in the middle of nowhere, with several grand in my pocket... hmmm."
I had my gun(my first Glock, a 23) under my seat. But it was in that moment, that I realized I'd feel much better having it on my person at all times. I took the CHL class that weekend.
It was a culmination of happenings, which took a while to sink in to me. Deciding to go armed didn't happen overnight. It was a very gradual awakening.
I was nearly killed in a terrifying road rage / chase incident several years ago. I was riding an old and underpowered motorcycle at night, and was chased by a drunk kid (I saw him and he looked VERY drunk and angry).
He chased me and attempted to run me off the road numerous times, and when I tried to just stop he pointed his car at me and gunned it. I was defenseless against a maniac. I finally managed to evade him, with my poor old bike. I was alone on country roads with no cellphone and no defense weapon that night.
When my wife and I were still dating, she was finishing school in Kenosha, WI. I would see her on weekends and was once violently accosted at a Milwaukee gas station by two young males. One black, one white, and both meant trouble for me.
With quick talking and quicker moves back into my car I high-tailed it out of there. I still have an onerous feeling today that things that night were about to go horribly wrong - and fast.
There were other clues to get armed along the way: The carload of Mexican gang-bangers, all dressed up in their colors, glaring and posturing at anyone who dared fuel up a car at 'their' gas station.
There were the meth addicts who would hit you up for money, the drunks who would wander into a remote campsite late at night. There's always going to be people who give off the sense of clear and present danger.
The event that made me finally take responsibility for protection was the birth of our daughter. It finally dawned on me that only as an armed husband and father, can I protect my innocent and defenseless little girl.
I do it for her and my wife. I guess I also do it for me, since I need to be around, but the ladies in my life come first. That's the way I want it to be.
(Oh, BTW this is my first post here, so I guess it serves as my intro. I am also on other forums as 'bluehighways'. Cheers! )
I got a gun and I was allowed to carry it, so I did - same as with a cell phone or wallet. Seems like a handy thing to have, but I don't get in a panic when I don't have it. A gun is a tool and you should be able to solve your problems with any tool available.
To say I needed some "event" to make me start carrying a gun, would be to say I didn't recognize that danger existed before that. In that case, my problem would be in my mind, not my tools (in which case, I may have a hard time solving problems with any tool).
I've had mine for 16 or so years. No real defining moment. I travel to Little Rock quite often, enough said.
I went most of my life without ever packing any heat unless I was backpacking in Colorado(everybody packs heat there). Then in Va in the early 90's one incident that was very close to my house got me to change.
Dead women in a car got me to start carring in my car, she had been car jacked.
Later a road rage incident and seeing my 1911 made the AH run away.
Shootings outside the mall and I started packibng a 1911 everywhere, especially during the rodney King riots.
When I lived in Texas my .45 saved me from injury and/or death no less then 7 times.
Back in January, a new law was passed pertaining to carrying firearms in my state. It got my attention and I started seriously thinking about it and decided that it would be better to have a gun and hope I never have to use it for self defense, rather than need a gun and not have one. If you want to buy a hand gun in IA, you need to have this permit to do so. I bought a G19 and have started shooting at the range. I am a law abiding citizen and now it is legal for me to carry my gun (most places), so I will. Luckily I have had not had any "defining moments" that made me get a gun. I have really enjoyed reading all the information on this web site. Keep up the good work.
I always planned to get my CCW permit, but the following incident made me get off my rear and finally do it.
I got mugged in March 2009.
Met a guy at the casino who helped me win around $80, he asked me for a ride and I just figured why not because he helped me win. I was too nice for my own good and even though my gut gave a me a bad feeling right off the bat, I took the guy where he needed to go.
During the incident I also had my best friend of 13 years with me (a female).
When I dropped the guy off where he needed to go, he got out of the car and came up to my driver side window and asked if I had change for a $20. I rolled down my window, opened my wallet and he tried to grab it. I had the wallet gripped with one hand while he tried to use both, in the process blows were exchanged and he of course had the advantage with me being sitting down inside my car and him standing outside. I kept throwing punches at him until he threatened to shoot then I just let go of my wallet. I never saw a gun, but wasn't going to take a chance.
Honestly I think the guy got the worst of the exchange. I ended up with a broken pair of glasses, and a good black eye. I think I busted him open from either his nose or lip though, because I had a good amount of blood running down the inside of my door and I wasn't the one bleeding.
Though I don't consider it "funny" in the least that the incident happened. I found out after I let my wallet go and called the cops I found everything that was in my wallet outside my car door. My drivers license, bank card were outside my door and any cash I had was in my pants pocket. So the guy got away with about a 3 month old wallet of mine and some business cards.
About a month before this incident I had just bought my first gun too. A Taurus 24/7 OSS/DS 9mm. Found out by reading Missouri law about a week after the incident that I could have carried the gun fully loaded in my glove compartment without a CCW permit. I still doubt I would have used the gun that night, but in my eyes it was a good thing to know.
Finally got around to taking the CCW course in the end of September following my incident and got my permit November 9th 2009. I've never left home without a firearm since and I never will.
The event that caused me to finally get a carry permit was this: I moved to New York, and shortly after Hillary Clinton was elected. There goes the neighborhood, I figured.
Seriously though, I felt no need to carry - always in fairly low risk areas, maintaining a safe lookout, plus I'm OK with my hands/feet. I found that in NY, you basically have to be CCW permitted in order to own and transport a pistol, so I went through their costly and time-consuming process.
Let's see... I work for a living with convicted violent felons who eventually finish their time and walk out among us. They (most) can read and use telephone books (as well as the internet) Getting an inmate (he used to "collect" with a sawed-off shotgun when he was on the street) disciplined for misconduct 90 days before release was my defining moment.
As I learned more about the second amendment and our national history I came to the conviction the founders of our republic believed an armed citizenry is the best defense against tyranny. They were correct.
Any God-given right not practiced is a right lost.
A good friend's wife is a principal in real estate and had a couple of scary episodes showing properties before she decided to thigh-carry a Glock G-26.
I wonder how many female real estate agents are packing. The NRA or some other pro-Second Amendment group ought to conduct a credible survey about the need for professional women like her (and others, of course) to protect themselves in this day and age of undocumented, buzzed, paroled, crazed, etc ... perpetrators among us.
me and a friend were walking to the store one day in philly, i went into the store and he went to the side of the store to take a leak.
i came out of the store with our drinks and he comes flying pass me damn near knocked me down and while confused when i turned to look onto the side of the store their was a guy with a gun who started firing at my friend, my friend ended up taking one in the back of the head and the guy would have shot me if the gun hand not of jammed on him...
that was the first time i'd ever seen anyone die so horribly right in front of me, i literally couldn't move, i watched as he shaked and his eye rolled in his head, i watched him choke on his blood as he coughed it up and the blood pour from his head, i watched as his father grabbed his dying soon screaming and yelling for help and their was nothing anyone could do...
i later found out the guy was trying to rob him but he didn't have any money, i was the one with the money and it was my decision to go to the store, my treat...
the crazy part is i've always been around guns growing up, having and uncle in the marines who was a nam vet, guns weren't anything new to me but he tough us how to use and respect them and i never once thought about owning and carrying a gun until that day when i realized i could have saved my friends life...
the guy ended getting arrested and is now doing life and i carry EVERYWHERE!
For me, there wasn't a defining moment. It was what my mom, dad, and brother did. Firearms are, to my family, an integral part of American life. They belong every bit as much as the ballot and the churches of varying faiths. For coyotes, pop cans, or bad people, a gun ought to always be at hand.
beeen robbed twice and was shot at riding down highway on my hog.
My county became shall issue so applied and received a permit. No other reason than that, thank goodness.
I wear my Glock all the time i'm awake as well. That is just one way to get use to carrying. Carry should be automatic not something you have to think about. Should you find yourself in a situation where you have to pull your gun, your mind doesnt need to be thinking about if you have your weapon or not. My defining moment occured at a Seattle bus stop. I was waiting for my bus when these 3 thugs walked right up too this dude and without warning just started pounding on him. They beat him uncouncious and broke 5 bones in his face. I was helpless to help the guy. And it could have been ME! I am a disabled Vet with a partial foot amputation and a prostetic eye, so I felt really vulnerable. So I bought my Glock and got my CCW a month later. Now I shoot twice a week, am taking gun classes and I also bought a Mossbeerg for truck and home. There has been an increase in home invasions and I want to share some minerals with anyone who decides to make me a victum. Minerals=Lead
I've been fortunate enough to never have my life directly threatened. But I know how the world is (evil), and I never want to be unable to protect the the ones I love or myself.
I always had a gun. However, A few years ago, there was an attempt to steal my ATV (All Terrain Vehicle) from my property. Long story short, the LEO got there on time and was able to catch one of the two thieves (BG). The BG was put to jail for about six months. The detective working on this case told me that they had questioned the BG and he confessed to the crime. As per the BG's report, they (BGs) had followed me home from where I was riding. Once they knew where i lived, they decided to make there move the next day when I went to work.
So I asked myself what if they had decided to make there move while I got home or on my way home? What if they had a gun? Next morning I was on the phone requesting a CCW Application.
oh he's in jail they caught the guy about a week later and it turned out to be a guy i was in high school with... smdh