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So we have visitors from out of town, one of whom is older and, according to the Missus, he "has been around guns all his life."
Okay. So on Saturday we decide to do some shooting. I bring out my .380 and both my 1911 .45's. We are out on our deck. I pick up the Commander, drop the mag and clear it, then hand it to the old fart.
He doesn't clear it for himself, just grabs it and his finger goes right onto the trigger while pointing it at me. For the next few minutes he talks about all the guns he used to own, all the while sweeping me and the Missus. I'm politely stepping from side to side to avoid the business end.
I had serious doubts at this point.
I collect the gun from him and clear it in front of him. No response from him.
We walk down to our small pistol range and do some shooting. He at least keeps the gun pointed down range at all times (credit where credit is due), though his finger never leaves the trigger. At one point towards the end he has a FTF with the Commander. He stops and looks at me for help. I approach and he starts to hand it to me.
I say sharply, "STOP! Take your finger off the trigger!"
I take the gun from him then. Drop the mag and clear it. Then I reload the round, insert the mag and rack a round into the chamber and, holding the top of the pistol pointing it down range, hand it to him so he can finish the load.
The shoot ended shortly after that.
I personally think the shooting should have never started after what happened on the deck. But here's the thing, I had to roll with it because the guy is my father-in-law. Trust me, I'd rather take a bullet than get my wife all riled up from disrespecting her father (kidding!).
Still, I told the Missus afterwards that I did not trust her dad with a pistol after what I saw. She agreed.
I'm just glad I'm still alive to tell the tale.
Okay. So on Saturday we decide to do some shooting. I bring out my .380 and both my 1911 .45's. We are out on our deck. I pick up the Commander, drop the mag and clear it, then hand it to the old fart.
He doesn't clear it for himself, just grabs it and his finger goes right onto the trigger while pointing it at me. For the next few minutes he talks about all the guns he used to own, all the while sweeping me and the Missus. I'm politely stepping from side to side to avoid the business end.
I had serious doubts at this point.
I collect the gun from him and clear it in front of him. No response from him.
We walk down to our small pistol range and do some shooting. He at least keeps the gun pointed down range at all times (credit where credit is due), though his finger never leaves the trigger. At one point towards the end he has a FTF with the Commander. He stops and looks at me for help. I approach and he starts to hand it to me.
I say sharply, "STOP! Take your finger off the trigger!"
I take the gun from him then. Drop the mag and clear it. Then I reload the round, insert the mag and rack a round into the chamber and, holding the top of the pistol pointing it down range, hand it to him so he can finish the load.
The shoot ended shortly after that.
I personally think the shooting should have never started after what happened on the deck. But here's the thing, I had to roll with it because the guy is my father-in-law. Trust me, I'd rather take a bullet than get my wife all riled up from disrespecting her father (kidding!).
Still, I told the Missus afterwards that I did not trust her dad with a pistol after what I saw. She agreed.
I'm just glad I'm still alive to tell the tale.