SHTF Stories - Girlfriend Dragged Out Of Car

Parking with a girl friend while home on leave from the Air Force in the late 60's, a car pulled up behind us. I'd not noticed it, due to events in my own car taking a decidedly amorous turn, but I did hear it...and it had approached with its light out. Figuring it was just another couple, my GF and I went back to the matters at hand when the passenger door was jerked open and two guys grabbed at my GF's legs, apparently trying to pull her out of the car. We were semi-reclining across the seats at that moment, and my head was intermittently bumping against the steering wheel...if you get my drift. I managed to reach under the seat where I'd stuffed my holstered (and unloaded) Ruger .357 BH earlier that day after a gravel pit target session. When the guys had jerked open the door, the overhead light had come on and the Ruger was now plainly in sight as I tried to untangle myself from the car, our clothes, and the gun from it's holster. The guys yelled, "he's got a gun", beat it back to their car and departed in a flurry of gravel and dust. I didn't have to shoot thank the Lord, but the sight of the gun even unloaded, prevented what could have been a much more serious situation. I've carried some sort of gun ever since when traveling and especially when family are present while camping or hiking. Here's a tidbit about concealed carry..when applying for a concealed carry permit in Connecticut to allow me to transport a hand gun to the range for practice, I was finger printed twice and interviewed by the chief of police in our small town. Months later, when the permit finally arrived, they had my height at 7' 1" and the address was wrong! It all comes down to the politician and their lackey's trying to control us...call the police if you have the time...but depend on yourself to protect that which you hold dear