A little history. Both parties are involved in law enforcement, a service organization, and a lodge. At a lodge meeting recently, I was approached by the other party about my failure to keep my firearm concealed or about the possibilty of keeping said firearm in my car while at the service clubs meetings. I just kinda blew it off and suggested, "whatever". For the service club meeting a couple of days later, I got all cleaned up wearing good blue jeans, nice long sleeved dress shirt, nice white tennies, my new holster, and of course my Sig P226 Stainless Elite. When I got there, he was already there and we aknowledeged each other. I found a empty chair and placed my NRA leather coat on the back of it. As I scanned the "crowd" I saw him looking at me. He slaps his hip, I slap mine and nodded my head rapidly a couple of times and grinned. Then he frowned at me and I again nodded my head rapidly and grinned again. He did'nt talked to me after that. My nodding and grinning must have spoke volumes.
Hope to see some of you guys and gals again at a OC meeting. That was some good pizza at Bimbos in Ka'zoo. Later, Bob
