Life is interesting and carrying openly just adds to the experiences. I have a friend who owns a shoe repair shop. He does all my holster work by the way. I was in there the other day and he was telling me about this Korean woman who comes in from time to time to have her shoes repaired. He told me she is always griping at everything, the price, the repairs, this and that and he hates to see her come in. However, one day she came in and picked up her shoes, paid the guy and left without a cross word. This really stymied him until he realized I was sitting there with my sidearm exposed on my hip. He told me I should spend more time there. We had a good laugh over that.
So a young fella, military off duty I believe, came into the cafe I drink coffee at. He was open carrying and was nervous because when he came in he covered the top half of his sidearm with his T-shirt. I smiled and said he needed to show his firearm completely and he was in a welcoming environment. He then felt easier and uncovered it. He was a nice young man who was just getting used to carrying open.
I went to a mechanic shop because my rear end, I mean my trucks rear end is going out. I walked up and the owner said to one of his workers..."See, I told you, you could carry." It turns out the worker had gone to Walmart (Platte store I believe) and he saw two open carriers shopping in there. He started looking up what he could find on it and when he saw me started probing my feeble mind. He now wants to carry now that he knows the details.
Tonight, I had to have a Sheriffs Deputy come by due to dogs barking all night, every night. He came into the house to fill out a card for the neighbor and when he was done he ask me what kind of sidearm I had on. I told him it was an Armscor .38. I then unloaded it and let him look at it. He was kind of excited and recognized it as a Colt DS copy. He held it flat in his hands and commented on the weight and then held it in shooting position and was happy that it was barrel heavy. He really liked it and asked why I didn't carry a Smith & Wesson. I told him I keep brushing door jambs and didn't want to beat my Smith up. Turns out he is really pro-carry. He told me El Paso County is the Concealed Carry capitol of Colorado. He said the more the better. He told me the bad guys carried concealed and he liked that I was open about it.
These are the experiences that make me feel good about my fellow man. Dogs are still barking though.
So a young fella, military off duty I believe, came into the cafe I drink coffee at. He was open carrying and was nervous because when he came in he covered the top half of his sidearm with his T-shirt. I smiled and said he needed to show his firearm completely and he was in a welcoming environment. He then felt easier and uncovered it. He was a nice young man who was just getting used to carrying open.
I went to a mechanic shop because my rear end, I mean my trucks rear end is going out. I walked up and the owner said to one of his workers..."See, I told you, you could carry." It turns out the worker had gone to Walmart (Platte store I believe) and he saw two open carriers shopping in there. He started looking up what he could find on it and when he saw me started probing my feeble mind. He now wants to carry now that he knows the details.
Tonight, I had to have a Sheriffs Deputy come by due to dogs barking all night, every night. He came into the house to fill out a card for the neighbor and when he was done he ask me what kind of sidearm I had on. I told him it was an Armscor .38. I then unloaded it and let him look at it. He was kind of excited and recognized it as a Colt DS copy. He held it flat in his hands and commented on the weight and then held it in shooting position and was happy that it was barrel heavy. He really liked it and asked why I didn't carry a Smith & Wesson. I told him I keep brushing door jambs and didn't want to beat my Smith up. Turns out he is really pro-carry. He told me El Paso County is the Concealed Carry capitol of Colorado. He said the more the better. He told me the bad guys carried concealed and he liked that I was open about it.
These are the experiences that make me feel good about my fellow man. Dogs are still barking though.
