doc540
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Here's the story:
I am NOT "bragging", just sharing for the benefit of others here. I am not LEO and have a Texas CHL.
Last Feb., one month after my stepdaughter turned 18 years old, I got a call on my cellphone as my wife and I were driving home from dinner.
It was my daughter, hysterical, crying, and talking unintelligibly from her cell phone.
Without thinking I switched into slow-talk, low voice, calm tone and began asking her direct, simple, "yes/no" questions. (I was also factoring in keeping my wife calm.)
Jist of story, someone had or was at the time assaulting her.
She managed to tell me her location which was about a mile and a half away in a suburban, strip center parking lot in front of Starbucks.
I told her to lock herself in her car, call 911, and that I was on the way.
I stayed calm, put on my flashers, purposely and intentionally weaved my way through traffic and red lights without driving like a reckless maniac, and pulled into the parking lot within a couple of minutes.
I failed to call 911 myself, and to this day don't really understand why. I have friends who work patrol in our end of town. Looking back now, I should have called.
Mentally, I was prepared to drive up, stop far enough away to survey the scene, protect my wife, and rescue my daughter. I kept reminding myself that a shoot was an absolute last resort, to stay calm, smart, and observant.
I saw her outside her car crying hysterically amidst two or three of her regular "Starbucks" friends whom I immediately recognized. No perp around, no other cars with doors open, no one looked wild or highly emotional except her.
As soon as I saw it was clear (judgment call), I signaled for my wife, we got my daughter calm enough to tell us what had just happened.
Road rage incident.
(I immediately reminded myself there are two sides to every story, and my little, red-headed spitfire very well could have incited it.) Sure enough, she had flipped off a wreckless driver who had followed her to Starbucks, pulled her from her car, choked her, screamed in her face, and slapped her.
An adult female was the perp, and had left the scene.
Cops drove up as she finished her story as did EMS. Seems as though an elderly lady, good samaritan, had witnessed the assault and called 911 with a description and license number.
Condensed version: because she was 18 only she could file charges. She was afraid of ethnic retaliation and refused to file. I had NO control over that decision, and had to deal with my own rage and frustration over it.
Apart from many other angles to this story, I was satisfied with my mental state from the time she called until I knew she was safe and relatively unhurt.
I can only hope and believe that if I had arrived on the scene with the perp still present I could have used restraint and stopped the attack without a shoot occurring.
My greatest anger came from my daughter violating TWO cardinal rules I'd shared with her repeatedly:
1. do NOT incite a stranger while driving
2. do NOT get out of your car if you sense danger (She HAD to have known the people (grown woman and teen daughter) had followed her and STILL got out of the car probably to shoot off her smart little mouth. Of course, when the woman came at her she tried to get back into the car, but the woman dragged her out by her heels while she kicked and screamed.
No charges filed, hard lesson learned, and she was able to see how Dad reacted without becoming a raging madman with a gun.
I think my training in conflict management and as a mediator actually kicked in without me really thinking about it. Of course, I had my extra magazine at the ready, too, but was NOT eager to use it.
I am NOT "bragging", just sharing for the benefit of others here. I am not LEO and have a Texas CHL.
Last Feb., one month after my stepdaughter turned 18 years old, I got a call on my cellphone as my wife and I were driving home from dinner.
It was my daughter, hysterical, crying, and talking unintelligibly from her cell phone.
Without thinking I switched into slow-talk, low voice, calm tone and began asking her direct, simple, "yes/no" questions. (I was also factoring in keeping my wife calm.)
Jist of story, someone had or was at the time assaulting her.
She managed to tell me her location which was about a mile and a half away in a suburban, strip center parking lot in front of Starbucks.
I told her to lock herself in her car, call 911, and that I was on the way.
I stayed calm, put on my flashers, purposely and intentionally weaved my way through traffic and red lights without driving like a reckless maniac, and pulled into the parking lot within a couple of minutes.
I failed to call 911 myself, and to this day don't really understand why. I have friends who work patrol in our end of town. Looking back now, I should have called.
Mentally, I was prepared to drive up, stop far enough away to survey the scene, protect my wife, and rescue my daughter. I kept reminding myself that a shoot was an absolute last resort, to stay calm, smart, and observant.
I saw her outside her car crying hysterically amidst two or three of her regular "Starbucks" friends whom I immediately recognized. No perp around, no other cars with doors open, no one looked wild or highly emotional except her.
As soon as I saw it was clear (judgment call), I signaled for my wife, we got my daughter calm enough to tell us what had just happened.
Road rage incident.
(I immediately reminded myself there are two sides to every story, and my little, red-headed spitfire very well could have incited it.) Sure enough, she had flipped off a wreckless driver who had followed her to Starbucks, pulled her from her car, choked her, screamed in her face, and slapped her.
An adult female was the perp, and had left the scene.
Cops drove up as she finished her story as did EMS. Seems as though an elderly lady, good samaritan, had witnessed the assault and called 911 with a description and license number.
Condensed version: because she was 18 only she could file charges. She was afraid of ethnic retaliation and refused to file. I had NO control over that decision, and had to deal with my own rage and frustration over it.
Apart from many other angles to this story, I was satisfied with my mental state from the time she called until I knew she was safe and relatively unhurt.
I can only hope and believe that if I had arrived on the scene with the perp still present I could have used restraint and stopped the attack without a shoot occurring.
My greatest anger came from my daughter violating TWO cardinal rules I'd shared with her repeatedly:
1. do NOT incite a stranger while driving
2. do NOT get out of your car if you sense danger (She HAD to have known the people (grown woman and teen daughter) had followed her and STILL got out of the car probably to shoot off her smart little mouth. Of course, when the woman came at her she tried to get back into the car, but the woman dragged her out by her heels while she kicked and screamed.
No charges filed, hard lesson learned, and she was able to see how Dad reacted without becoming a raging madman with a gun.
I think my training in conflict management and as a mediator actually kicked in without me really thinking about it. Of course, I had my extra magazine at the ready, too, but was NOT eager to use it.