Ford Truck
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I was southbound on S.R. 427 and entered Waterloo. The stoplight at the intersection of U.S. 6 changed to yellow and I thought I could get thru before it truned red. I got partially thru and it changed. A block later, those rotating lights appeared behind me. I pulled over and hit my 4-ways. The officer approached and said," I'm Officer Mc*** of the Waterloo Police Dept. I stopped you for running the red light". I replied,"Yeah, I saw it. I thought I could make it thru". He chuckled. I said,"Just so there's no surprises, I want you to know I have an Indiana License To Carry Handgun and I am wearing my revolver." This is something I'm not required to do and I don't always do it. He then asked me to hand him my revovler. I was open carrying in a right hand crossdraw holster. I hit the thumbreak and without opening the cylinder, I handed him my revovler, holding it by the butt with my right thumb and forefinger. He then asked me for my drivers license, registration and License To Carry Handgun as he laid my revolver on the roof of my vehicle. When I gave him my documentation, he looked at it and said,"What's your first name Mr. Truck?" I only have an initial, so I told him,"It's just F." "Just F? O.K., I'm taking your revolver to the squad." A few minutes later, he returned, handing me my documentation with a warning ticket that required no fines or court appearances and handed me my loaded revolver back with the cylinder open. He said with a smile," We usually unload them but I'm not going to make you reload your revolver. I really appreciate you being so forthcoming and telling me about this. Thank you." I told him I appreciated his courtesy and thanked him for it & we spent a couple more minutes exchanging pleasantries. He never got his panties in a wad over me open carrying and was polite to the point of friendliness. I didn't have to tell him I was armed and he didn't have to let me go with only a warning. We both conducted ourselves like decent, civil human beings and there was no pissing contest in Waterloo last night. I have had pissing contests with the police in times past and always won, but only after looking down a gun barrel, an experience I don't relish.
I was southbound on S.R. 427 and entered Waterloo. The stoplight at the intersection of U.S. 6 changed to yellow and I thought I could get thru before it truned red. I got partially thru and it changed. A block later, those rotating lights appeared behind me. I pulled over and hit my 4-ways. The officer approached and said," I'm Officer Mc*** of the Waterloo Police Dept. I stopped you for running the red light". I replied,"Yeah, I saw it. I thought I could make it thru". He chuckled. I said,"Just so there's no surprises, I want you to know I have an Indiana License To Carry Handgun and I am wearing my revolver." This is something I'm not required to do and I don't always do it. He then asked me to hand him my revovler. I was open carrying in a right hand crossdraw holster. I hit the thumbreak and without opening the cylinder, I handed him my revovler, holding it by the butt with my right thumb and forefinger. He then asked me for my drivers license, registration and License To Carry Handgun as he laid my revolver on the roof of my vehicle. When I gave him my documentation, he looked at it and said,"What's your first name Mr. Truck?" I only have an initial, so I told him,"It's just F." "Just F? O.K., I'm taking your revolver to the squad." A few minutes later, he returned, handing me my documentation with a warning ticket that required no fines or court appearances and handed me my loaded revolver back with the cylinder open. He said with a smile," We usually unload them but I'm not going to make you reload your revolver. I really appreciate you being so forthcoming and telling me about this. Thank you." I told him I appreciated his courtesy and thanked him for it & we spent a couple more minutes exchanging pleasantries. He never got his panties in a wad over me open carrying and was polite to the point of friendliness. I didn't have to tell him I was armed and he didn't have to let me go with only a warning. We both conducted ourselves like decent, civil human beings and there was no pissing contest in Waterloo last night. I have had pissing contests with the police in times past and always won, but only after looking down a gun barrel, an experience I don't relish.