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I have never had to brandish a firearm, but I have three stories from relatives that have, and once when I thought I would have to use mine.
First is from my Father in-law. When my wife and her sister were little girls, their dad took them fishing up at Carmen Smith reservoir. it has a loong narrow floating pier that extends way out into the lake, and my father-in law and his daughters were all out near the end fishing. He was openly carrying a pistol in a belt holster.
A car pulled up in the parking area and three hispanic guys got out, and started walking out on the pier. No fishing poles or gear, and not really dressed like they're enjoying the great outdoors. One of them was even on crutches! They seemed to my father-in-law to be intent on them, for what reason he had no idea. While they were still several yards away, he stepped in between the girls and the approaching trio, turned his body so the handgun on his side was clearly visible, and stared at them. All three abruptly stopped, turned around, and high-tailed it off the dock, got in their car and left in a hurry.
Second and third were from my own Mom. Before I was born, she was home alone at night with my brother and sister when she heard someone making noise outside in their carport. She got her pistol and looked out the window to see some guy standing in her carport! The guy just looked at her, grinned, and started walking towards her door. When she held up the pistol, the guy stopped, turned, and ran.
My mom was also being harrassed by someone on Interstate 5 in Oregon. She was driving alone at night, and simply passed a car. The other driver apperantly didn't like it, because they flipped on their high beams and started riding right on her rear end. She tried speeding up to put some distance between them, they stayed right there. She slowed way down so they'd go around her, they stayed right there. She held up her pistol so it was plainly visible to the other driver -they lowered their high beams and dropped back significantly.
Idid have my pistol out once because I thought I had an intruder in my home.About 9years ago on December 30th, We were up at about 10 PM visiting with a visiting friend, when I thought i heard some noise in the kitchen andwent out to investigate andcheck the doors for the night. I was suprised to find the kitchen window was open. That started alarm bells ringing in my head right away.I ran and told my wife, got my pistol from the bedroom, and started creeping out into the kitchen to investigate with the pistol at "low ready". I then spotted the front door was wide open, so I yelled to my wife "Someone's in the house, call 911!" and I racked a round into my pistol.
Just then I hear a wavery female voice coming from around the corner, "do-o-on't Sho-o-o-ot! It's j-u-u-ust me-e-e-e!" "Who is it!? Who's there!?" I barked. "It's Yo-o-our S-i-i-iste-e-er!"
My wife had startled her sister the night before by showing up and banging on her door when she wasn't expecting it (her sister is kinda jumpy) and thought my wife scared her on purpose.The sister told their mom, who suggested she scare my wife back, so she thought it would be great fun to sneak over to our house, sneak in through the kitchen window, and cause some havoc, but it was her that got the bigger suprise, forgetting I have a gun.
When she heard me rack the slide she realized she'd better say something before I came around the corner. She likes to tell the story that I had the gun pointed at her head before I knew it was her, but it was never pointed anywhere NEAR her direction (I make sure of my target before aiming at it).
The two sisters then went over to their mom's house and scared her so bad that the cops got called on them, but that's another story :quirky
...Orygunner...