I had to make my monthly sad drive from Jackson to Indian River yesterday. I get my youngest (Zander, 3) once a month, for a week, the first week of the month. So taking Bug back up to the meeting place (I would rather I have custody, but this is not the place for that) is a 3 1/2-4hour drive. Depending on the number of pee breaks his 3 year old bladder needs. I don't know why, but this trip his bladder was being lazy, I believe I stopped at every rest area on my way north...
I was OC my 1911 in my new drop leg, retention holster. I love playing around with Bug, and we goof off quite a bit, always safely, but goofing off none the less. He knows not to touch daddy's guns, and is very good about it.
I didn't run into any issues, outside of the frowns from a few people.
On the way home, the GF and I made a few stops just to walk around. One of those stops was a gas station, I have no clue where we were, but it was a BP. Inside, Taylor (GF) and I were being our goofy selves. Taylor ended up picking up a pack of cigarettes (she is planning on quitting by my birthday) and the clerk was just staring at my firearm. He would talk with her, and look at her, but look right back at my firearm. So I walked right next to her, and started teasing Taylor lightheartedly. That seemed to help him relax. Nothing was said about it, and no issues.
Please excuse typos or grammar issues, typing this up on my phone.
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