I grew up around firearms. Grandpa was a paratrooper in the 82nd airborne in ww2, from what I’ve learned he was a corporal and served as an mp pretty frequently, and even earned a bronze star for jumping into German fire. The story he told dad before he passed was that the plane that night crashed from being shot down before the paratroopers got on the ground.
Anyway, for years I didn’t feel like I had to worry. But 2020 was what did it for me when people started rioting and talking about defunding police. I remember telling my wife that if the police wouldn’t be able to protect us we might have to protect ourselves. We actually had a protest go down the street here, thankfully things were peaceful, but those types of things opened my eyes to how quickly things can go south. So that was how I got my first handgun.
Last year after I’d gotten more comfortable with shooting I applied for my ccl. Probably wouldn’t be a bad idea to take more training. Where I work at I drive through some rough areas, and if I’d break down on the road especially if my wife is the car, I don’t know who might stop. We do have AAA but that can take a few minutes. One area we drive by sometimes had rioting a few years back.
It’s like I told someone just today, I don’t EVER want to hurt anyone, and I’m having to drive and see for example that there’s unrest, I’ll try to take a different route. I’ll do what I can to avoid trouble. The only time a weapon is an option is if I’m in a situation where I don’t have any other options. Hopefully I never am in that situation.