Well, today I drew my handgun for real. It could have turned out very bad for me, but thankfully I’ve had great self-defense training and knew exactly what was happening, and what I needed to do about it.
It all started with me sitting in my living room working on my next novel. I use a computer hooked up to my wide-screen TV and a wireless keyboard to write. Our living room is at the back of the house on the ground floor. It has windows looking out onto our backyard and a door that opens onto it.
While writing, I noticed two young people walking across our backyard. They were a boy and a girl, and looked to be in their late teens or early twenties. They were both dressed in black and gray, and both were wearing black backpacks. They were quickly out of sight from where I was sitting. I was wondering what the heck they were doing in my backyard when I heard a knock on the back door.
All of this seemed very wrong to me, so as I walked up to the door I drew my handgun and held it out of sight behind my right leg. I then slightly opened the door and firmly put my foot at the bottom of it so that it would be very difficult to push open. I had my left hand up protecting my head while appearing to just be running my fingers through my hair.
The girl was standing there. She smiled and said, “My car broke down just down the street. Where are we? Are we in Barboursville or Huntington?” The boy was no where in sight. I immediately realized that he was likely standing right up against the wall to the left of the door where I couldn’t see him. He was probably waiting for me to stick my head out of the doorway so that he could bash it in.
I didn’t stick my head out. I stayed right where I was. I said, “Oh, I’m sorry your car broke down. I’ll call the police. They’ll be here in minutes and they will help you.”
She replied, “Oh, don’t bother, I’ll get it going again. Thanks.” She then turned and walked away.
I walked to the front of the house and looked out the kitchen window. I saw a police car turning around in my neighbor’s driveway, so I went out and flagged him down just as he was about to drive back down the street.
I very briefly told him about the kids and what had happened, and he said, “I’m looking for them, where did they go?” I told him the direction they were likely headed and he sped off that way.
I want to thank all of the firearms and self-defensive trainers who over the years have provided me with the knowledge and tools necessary for me to not end up being on the evening news tonight as the latest victim of a violent crime.
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