shouldifail
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I had just finished weed whacking my front yard, went around the back to trim up around the back when i heard the all too familiar crack of gunshots.
Now i live in a fairly quiet little neighborhood, lots of kids playing, riding bikes, families on front porches. My stepdaughter was playing in the backyard. This is NOT a common sound around these parts. This guy was less than 25 yards from my front porch....firing a blued revolver in the middle of the street.
Needless to say, I dropped the weed whacker, and hollered for my s. daughter to get into the house and into the safe room (part of the basement). I followed her through the sliding door and was met by my wife who handed me my cell phone with 911 already on the line. She had already gotten my 4 month old down the basement as well, armed herself with a sidearm.
my hand was still resting on the p-32 in my pocket, I don't know exactly when my fingers found it...sometime between the time the first shot rang out and making it into the house.
I gave a discription of the shooter to the 911 operator who then placed me on hold...????????? huh?!!!
By this point I could see the guy running down the middle of the street (slowly, as his pants were darn near around his knees) and started asking the neighbors what the he!! just happened. 911 let me know that the police were on their way.
Noone was injured thank god, and the police were there within 5 minutes.
It was UNREAL how fast the whole thing unfolded, and how fast it was over.
If it had happened just 1 minute earlier, I would have been RIGHT THERE weed whacker and all. At that point i don't know what I would have done...probably soiled myself.
I'm glad to know that my first instinct was not to play hero, but to get my family to a safe location...
I'm glad to know that my step daughter listened and did not hesitate when I shouted for her to get to the safe room (she just turned 6 last month).
I'm glad to know that my wife can think and act well "under fire" so to speak.
It was to say the least quite unnerving, and I will be sleeping with my bushy m-4gery next to me instead of in the safe tonight, as well as a sidearm in the nightstand lockbox.
Tomorrow we will talk to the realtor as well....I'm gonna take the heck outta dodge as soon as possible. crime is on the upswing, and I want no part of it for my family (breakins have been happening alot as of late around here as well).
I suppose theres no real moral or great lesson here, and if this doesn't fit in the S&T forum, please feel free to lock or delete.
I suppose if there is a lesson to be learned here, it's to have a plan for the family....teach the little ones to listen and act without question, and to put the safety of your family first above trying to play hero.
Any comments are more than welcome, as are similar experiences.
thanks for reading.
ps...anyone wanna buy a house??
Now i live in a fairly quiet little neighborhood, lots of kids playing, riding bikes, families on front porches. My stepdaughter was playing in the backyard. This is NOT a common sound around these parts. This guy was less than 25 yards from my front porch....firing a blued revolver in the middle of the street.
Needless to say, I dropped the weed whacker, and hollered for my s. daughter to get into the house and into the safe room (part of the basement). I followed her through the sliding door and was met by my wife who handed me my cell phone with 911 already on the line. She had already gotten my 4 month old down the basement as well, armed herself with a sidearm.
my hand was still resting on the p-32 in my pocket, I don't know exactly when my fingers found it...sometime between the time the first shot rang out and making it into the house.
I gave a discription of the shooter to the 911 operator who then placed me on hold...????????? huh?!!!
By this point I could see the guy running down the middle of the street (slowly, as his pants were darn near around his knees) and started asking the neighbors what the he!! just happened. 911 let me know that the police were on their way.
Noone was injured thank god, and the police were there within 5 minutes.
It was UNREAL how fast the whole thing unfolded, and how fast it was over.
If it had happened just 1 minute earlier, I would have been RIGHT THERE weed whacker and all. At that point i don't know what I would have done...probably soiled myself.
I'm glad to know that my first instinct was not to play hero, but to get my family to a safe location...
I'm glad to know that my step daughter listened and did not hesitate when I shouted for her to get to the safe room (she just turned 6 last month).
I'm glad to know that my wife can think and act well "under fire" so to speak.
It was to say the least quite unnerving, and I will be sleeping with my bushy m-4gery next to me instead of in the safe tonight, as well as a sidearm in the nightstand lockbox.
Tomorrow we will talk to the realtor as well....I'm gonna take the heck outta dodge as soon as possible. crime is on the upswing, and I want no part of it for my family (breakins have been happening alot as of late around here as well).
I suppose theres no real moral or great lesson here, and if this doesn't fit in the S&T forum, please feel free to lock or delete.
I suppose if there is a lesson to be learned here, it's to have a plan for the family....teach the little ones to listen and act without question, and to put the safety of your family first above trying to play hero.
Any comments are more than welcome, as are similar experiences.
thanks for reading.
ps...anyone wanna buy a house??
