Different Times Over The Long Years -
There have been several times in my 73 years. I chose a "Relative using my gun" due to an incident from my childhood, the only time a cap was popped.
My mother and I were alone in an isolated rural home while my dad worked a night shift job. A guy tried to break in through the front door. He didn't quit when she yelled, "I have a gun!" I'd grabbed my little .22 Remington bolt action, as dad's deer rifle and 12 gauge double were too big for either of us. She took it and fired through the door, up near the top, above a man's head level. The man cursed and ran.
The next day dad bought her a small shotgun. I still have it after 63 years. She hung it on a wall, loaded.
Also, years later, I thwarted a car-jacking by showing and cocking a pistol. He ran.
Twice I've been in the "pull your coat back" to avoid trouble. The other people, armed in both cases, backed off.
Once I leaned a 20" barrelled 12 ga pump against a picnic table when a bunch of rowdy bikers were harrassing a campground full of people. They didn't bother me and soon rode off with rude gestures.
Although I live in the PRK for family reasons, I live in a remote county where any resident, especially a property owner, can have a carry permit with no problems except the state hoops you must jump through - - classes, etc. I chose not to carry because the less the PRK knows about me, the better I like it.
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