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·In early June 2002 on the night of high school graduation my 14 year old son and I were up the canyon behind the B in Bountiful shooting metal targets.
My son was in the back of my truck retrieving his shotgun while I was standing by the passenger side with front door open. I was in the process of reloading magazines for a Beretta 9MM.
A old beat up car pulled down the dirt road and 4 young men in their early to mid twenties got out with one of them standing at each corner of my truck about 15 to 20 feet back. These men did not look like nice people. We were in essence surrounded by some very upleasant looking fellows.
The leader sarcastically stated that they were looking for something to shoot. All four of them grinned and laughed as he made the comment. With as mean a voice as I could muster I stated that they could shoot anything they wanted except people while at the same time I raised my now fully loaded Beretta high enough that the leader could see it. The expression on his faced changed as he nodded to the other three that it was time leave. They reversed their steps, re-entered the car and drove away.
While no shots were fired and I never actually pointed my firearm at them I am convinced that by displaying my firearm I saved my son and I from something very unpleasant. CNN won't run a story on it and AntiGunners would think I am terrible but I believe I averted danger that evening.
My son was in the back of my truck retrieving his shotgun while I was standing by the passenger side with front door open. I was in the process of reloading magazines for a Beretta 9MM.
A old beat up car pulled down the dirt road and 4 young men in their early to mid twenties got out with one of them standing at each corner of my truck about 15 to 20 feet back. These men did not look like nice people. We were in essence surrounded by some very upleasant looking fellows.
The leader sarcastically stated that they were looking for something to shoot. All four of them grinned and laughed as he made the comment. With as mean a voice as I could muster I stated that they could shoot anything they wanted except people while at the same time I raised my now fully loaded Beretta high enough that the leader could see it. The expression on his faced changed as he nodded to the other three that it was time leave. They reversed their steps, re-entered the car and drove away.
While no shots were fired and I never actually pointed my firearm at them I am convinced that by displaying my firearm I saved my son and I from something very unpleasant. CNN won't run a story on it and AntiGunners would think I am terrible but I believe I averted danger that evening.