Last week we discussed on this forum whether or not each of us would be carrying at the Thanksgiving dinner table. I elected to carry, much to the chagrin of my mother-in-law. Here's what happened:
It was a lovely celebration, Kathy and I traveled to her dad and step-mother's in a little town about 70 miles from here. We very much enjoyed the company and conversation with her parents, as well as my mother-in-law's 85 year old brother-in-law and his "girlfriend". The food was delicious, the conversation pleasant, in short, it was a blissful day...............................until Kathy and I prepared to leave for home. I had dressed for the ocassion in jeans and a baggy sweatshirt, and had my Kel-Tec P-11 9mm in an IWB at about 4 o'clock on my right side. When my mother-in-law moved to give me a hug goodbye, you guessed it, she got a left hand full of gun. She said nothing, but did not seem amused. Time will tell if we're invited back for Christmas.
