Posted September 29, 2017 9:38 am by Comments

By CN Staff

Yesterday, I had to go to my kid’s baseball game. Tucked inside my waistband was a Glock 43 9mm single stack. I don’t ever anticipate needing to use it. I just want to sit in the bleachers, cheer on my child, and sip some crappy coffee they sell at the snack bar. Why the heck would I need a concealed carry handgun? What are the chances that some random bad guy shows up and wants to hurt some or all of us?

This is probably the same thought that has gone through the mind of every gun owner stuck in a violent situation — prior to violence breaking out.

One of the kids on my kid’s team has a pretty dysfunctional dad. We don’t all come from good backgrounds. I don’t pretend to know the whole story behind the situation but it’s a mom-and-dad are separated after some domestic abuse and she lifted the restraining order so he comes to games. Lo and behold, if she’s there, he stalks around the bleachers acting shady. As parents, we mostly mind our own business. As a concealed carrier, I find myself mostly trying to avoid thinking about it because it’s annoying.

He walks up, says …Read the Rest

Source:: Concealed Nation

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