This afternoon (about ten hours ago) I heard two rifle shots coming from behind the house across the road. At first, I assumed someone was just plinking. That notion was erased a few seconds later, when I heard a man screaming in rage. I couldn't make out his words, with the exception of the phrase "gun in my face."
I called 911, and learned that someone had beaten me to it, and deputies were already on the way. I was told that an armed subject was on that property and I was to stay inside.
Meanwhile, the screaming continued across the road. I still hadn't seen anyone over there. Since the enraged man I heard might have been the one with the rifle, I leaned my 700 against the wall next to my front doorway and watched and listened. I had no intention of allowing an infuriated man with a rifle to approach my house unobserved.
The first deputy got there in about four minutes, followed by two more. They eventually put a cuffed man in the back of one of their cars and took him away. Apparently no one was hurt, for no ambulance came.
I moved out here in the country, in part, to get away from this sort of nonsense. It's sad to see someone screw up his life like that.
No real point to this story; I just wanted to get it off my chest, and THR seemed a fitting place to do it.
I called 911, and learned that someone had beaten me to it, and deputies were already on the way. I was told that an armed subject was on that property and I was to stay inside.
Meanwhile, the screaming continued across the road. I still hadn't seen anyone over there. Since the enraged man I heard might have been the one with the rifle, I leaned my 700 against the wall next to my front doorway and watched and listened. I had no intention of allowing an infuriated man with a rifle to approach my house unobserved.
The first deputy got there in about four minutes, followed by two more. They eventually put a cuffed man in the back of one of their cars and took him away. Apparently no one was hurt, for no ambulance came.
I moved out here in the country, in part, to get away from this sort of nonsense. It's sad to see someone screw up his life like that.
No real point to this story; I just wanted to get it off my chest, and THR seemed a fitting place to do it.