Today, a 3 or 4 year old little boy noticed my OC'd Springfield and loudly announced to his dad, "Dad! Dad! That man has a gun! Why does he have a gun?" His dad looked at me and back to the kid and was clearly at a loss for an answer, but not nervous or anything.
Without getting any closer, I squatted down to the child's level with my forearms resting on my knees and said "Young man, if there ever is a bad man with a gun, the best way to stop him is a good man with a gun." He said, "Is that why police carry a gun?" "Yes, it's exactly the same reason." The kid went off with his dad, very happy with that answer. Dad nodded his head toward me like men often do, and off they went.
I've been grinning ever since.
Without getting any closer, I squatted down to the child's level with my forearms resting on my knees and said "Young man, if there ever is a bad man with a gun, the best way to stop him is a good man with a gun." He said, "Is that why police carry a gun?" "Yes, it's exactly the same reason." The kid went off with his dad, very happy with that answer. Dad nodded his head toward me like men often do, and off they went.
I've been grinning ever since.