My truck has been at my mother's for some time. The family went to get it yesterday, but I didn't have the key for it. I had the key to my Blazer (same year) which opens the door, but will not start it.
I had a 1911 in my wife's glove box that I carried to the truck with me. When the truck wouldn't start I put it in the console, and didn't lock the driver door. I was only going about 20 yards, and my wife was right next to it watching the truck. I said to her through the window. Watch my truck. It has my 1911 in the console.
I come out of my mom's house, and the 1911 is gone. GONE! My wife saw nothing. I freaked out. I went in the house. It wasn't there. There was a kid siting next door on a chair, and a man across the street sitting on his porch.
At this time I am furious at myself, my loss, and just plain ignorance thinking my spouse would pay attention to the truck 10' away from her.
Three times I went to the truck and back to the house. Finally, (oh mom lives in a little duplex place of apartments), I yell at the top of my lungs. I am coming door to door to get my pistol, and calling the cops to print my truck.
The guy across the street comes over (without my gun mind you). I say, did you see anyone get in my truck. He said, "I did." I said, "Where is my 45 ACP that was in the console?"
His quick and I would think thought out reply because he had seen me searching for it was, "I came over because my buddy wants to buy the truck. What is you bottom dollar?" I again said, "Where is my 1911?" He said, I opened the truck to look around, and saw the gun sitting there, and was scared to have a loaded gun around in the parking lot. It is at my house. I immediately said, "GET IT NOW!"
He brought it back with some more mess, and I told him that is theft, man. You can't go in my truck just because you are looking to buy it, and especially open the console and take a firearm out of it. Nevertheless I told him I wouldn't sell the truck to him.
My thoughts were he was hoping I'd drive off without checking, and he'd have him a 1911 .45 ACP, and I'd be up a creek. When he heard I was about to print the truck and go door to door I think he fabricated his story.
Lesson learned the hard way. Never trust anyone to watch your belongings for you, and just stash the 1911 in the small of the back if going 20 yards to get a key from your mother. And there are thieves everywhere.
I had a 1911 in my wife's glove box that I carried to the truck with me. When the truck wouldn't start I put it in the console, and didn't lock the driver door. I was only going about 20 yards, and my wife was right next to it watching the truck. I said to her through the window. Watch my truck. It has my 1911 in the console.
I come out of my mom's house, and the 1911 is gone. GONE! My wife saw nothing. I freaked out. I went in the house. It wasn't there. There was a kid siting next door on a chair, and a man across the street sitting on his porch.
At this time I am furious at myself, my loss, and just plain ignorance thinking my spouse would pay attention to the truck 10' away from her.
Three times I went to the truck and back to the house. Finally, (oh mom lives in a little duplex place of apartments), I yell at the top of my lungs. I am coming door to door to get my pistol, and calling the cops to print my truck.
The guy across the street comes over (without my gun mind you). I say, did you see anyone get in my truck. He said, "I did." I said, "Where is my 45 ACP that was in the console?"
His quick and I would think thought out reply because he had seen me searching for it was, "I came over because my buddy wants to buy the truck. What is you bottom dollar?" I again said, "Where is my 1911?" He said, I opened the truck to look around, and saw the gun sitting there, and was scared to have a loaded gun around in the parking lot. It is at my house. I immediately said, "GET IT NOW!"
He brought it back with some more mess, and I told him that is theft, man. You can't go in my truck just because you are looking to buy it, and especially open the console and take a firearm out of it. Nevertheless I told him I wouldn't sell the truck to him.
My thoughts were he was hoping I'd drive off without checking, and he'd have him a 1911 .45 ACP, and I'd be up a creek. When he heard I was about to print the truck and go door to door I think he fabricated his story.
Lesson learned the hard way. Never trust anyone to watch your belongings for you, and just stash the 1911 in the small of the back if going 20 yards to get a key from your mother. And there are thieves everywhere.
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