Story From a Minnesota State Trooper:She reminds me of my dear, departed Mom. Lock and load, Granny.
I made a traffic stop on an elderly woman the other day for speeding on MN State Highway 210 at Mile Marker 197 just East of McGregor, MN.
I asked for her driver's license, registration, and proof of insurance.
The lady took out the required information and handed it to me. In with the cards I was somewhat surprised (due to her advanced age)
to see she had a Concealed Carry permit. I looked at her and ask [sic] if she had a weapon in her possession at this time.
She responded that she did indeed have a .45 automatic in her glove box.
Something --- body language or the way she said it --- made me want
to ask if she had any other firearms. She did admit to having a 9mm Glock in her center console. Now I had to ask if that was all. She responded once again that she did have just one more, a .38 special in her purse. I then asked her what she was afraid of.
She looked me right in the eye and said, “Not a f---king thing!”
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