Once upon a time in the mid-late 70's, my father and mother were dirt poor and lived in a crappy neighborhood. My mother's parents, not being rich themselves, wanted to provide them with SOMETHING to protect their home and hearth.
My grandfather, a man of meager means, secured my father with a Glennfield Marlin Model 60 .22 rifle for the house and a .25 caliber pocket pistol of some Saturday Night Special brand.
Even though my parents are no longer married, my dad still carries that little .25 in his truck for protection. It's kind of funny seeing my burly barrel chested dad driving around in his stacked diesel truck knowing that this very manly construction worker "risks" his life carrying a 35 year old Saturday Night Special .25 pistol under the seat.
But I'll tell you what...the man PRACTICED. He used to shoot match boxes at 15-20 yards (not from rest). If my dad drew a bead on you with that .25, that little pill was going right where he wanted it. Is it the BEST, of course not, but it has served him well for 3 decades.
Same goes for my dear ol' granddad. His hands aren't what they used to be, but he carries a little snubnose .22 in his pocket every day. It's what he answers the door with. I have no question that the tough ol' buzzard couldn't drop someone with that little .22 in a hurry.
Now, I don't carry anything that small. The LCP has made a .25 a moot point for me. I can get .380 ammo cheaper, it packs more punch, etc. On top of that, I generally carry a 9mm or .45 most days. But the idea of a vest gun lives on in these little .380's. I'll probably never be as good of a shot as my dad, but I have no doubt that some little "small" caliber weapon will be found in the stash of weapons I leave behind when I'm done on this earth. I certainly wouldn't mind a Baby Browning in my collection, and I wouldn't hesitate to carry a .25 as a Back up Back up
My grandfather, a man of meager means, secured my father with a Glennfield Marlin Model 60 .22 rifle for the house and a .25 caliber pocket pistol of some Saturday Night Special brand.
Even though my parents are no longer married, my dad still carries that little .25 in his truck for protection. It's kind of funny seeing my burly barrel chested dad driving around in his stacked diesel truck knowing that this very manly construction worker "risks" his life carrying a 35 year old Saturday Night Special .25 pistol under the seat.
But I'll tell you what...the man PRACTICED. He used to shoot match boxes at 15-20 yards (not from rest). If my dad drew a bead on you with that .25, that little pill was going right where he wanted it. Is it the BEST, of course not, but it has served him well for 3 decades.
Same goes for my dear ol' granddad. His hands aren't what they used to be, but he carries a little snubnose .22 in his pocket every day. It's what he answers the door with. I have no question that the tough ol' buzzard couldn't drop someone with that little .22 in a hurry.
Now, I don't carry anything that small. The LCP has made a .25 a moot point for me. I can get .380 ammo cheaper, it packs more punch, etc. On top of that, I generally carry a 9mm or .45 most days. But the idea of a vest gun lives on in these little .380's. I'll probably never be as good of a shot as my dad, but I have no doubt that some little "small" caliber weapon will be found in the stash of weapons I leave behind when I'm done on this earth. I certainly wouldn't mind a Baby Browning in my collection, and I wouldn't hesitate to carry a .25 as a Back up Back up