ProShooter - the day ended well and that is what counts in this case.
I don't care how you got from A to B - that was your call and no one else's.
Those that don't know you and snipe assume too much - they don't know the rest of the story.
To those that think PRO did a "wrong" thing by answering.....You weren't there. To say he knows the laws, and how to carry, and what not to say is an understatement....Sometimes discretion is the better part of valor. He is as pro rights, and exercises them as much as most anyone on this forum...Teaches others about it for goodness sakes. Anyone who carries regularly knows, and we have talked about times when it's best to just move on becausee there are bigger things in life at that moment. I.E. out with just your 4 year old, and a cop gets a little nosy. Play along for a few to get away, and not risk having a grandson being picked up by the "Human(e) society"...Sometimes it's easier to just say "shopping with my grandson", then "I don't talk to cops"...YMMV...Sometimes ya gotta do what ya gotta do....A man has to know his limitations though...
Thank you. As I said, I didn't want it to become an issue because my focus was about my mom and her vehicle. I wasn't really concerned with getting into a shootout on Route 95 or running up and down the road waving my "rights banner", so I locked it in my truck.
I do love reading those who want to quote the law to me, as if I didn't enforce it for 12 years and teach it for 8 years. I tend to think that I know the laws better than a good number of folks here, but I digress.
At the moment, my focus was on my mom, but in hindsight, I realize what the Trooper was doing. Little Ms. Bad Driver saw the signs on my truck, knew that she was in the wrong in causing the accident, and was scared that I was probably one of those crazy, dangerous redneck gun owners that her Obama voting parents told her about. Surely, she must think that I'm there to shoot the place up because I'm pissed about mumma's car, right?
So she goes over and bends the Trooper's ear and to shut her up, he comes up to ask me about it. I tell him its locked in the truck, and he can now go back to her and tell her that I don't have a gun on me. She's now calm, and leaves him the hell alone to write the accident report. I doubt seriously that he cared very much about it, because if I have a permit, to him its not a big issue....but to shut her up, he asked.
I've worn the badge, and I have the benefit of seeing things from both sides of the fence, whereas some people here cannot. Hell, I've been in the lobby of the courthouse and have had to ask one person to move seats because the other party didn't like being stared at. Sometimes, in order to keep the peace and shut the general public the hell up, you have to ask dumb questions and play romper room nurse maid.