Check Out This Man's Mindset!

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Guess that answers the question of how much penetration is necessary for home defense, lol!
 
I'll bet that even though he didn't get the memo on what to say after a lethal force encounter, he'll get his rifle back and I'll also bet that the two accomplices will be charged with the death which resulted from their felonious behavior.
 
I just hope this story ends well.

I wouldn't like it very much if his words ended up buying those other fellas his farm that he's spent all those years maintaining and caring for.
 
. “I didn’t go to war for nothing. I have the right to carry a gun. That’s what I told the police this morning.”

good for him. i hope i still have the ability and mind set he does when im his age
 
Anyone else wondering why the other two guys were charged with second degree burglary? Seems like if someone is home, it's automatically a robbery. And if someone dies, it puts felony homicide on the table, too.
 
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True. I don't know. Last I heard in many places, if you're the "innocent" wheelman and someone gets killed by one of your party, it's same same.
 
Anyone else wondering why the other two guys were charged with second degree burglary? Seems like if someone is home, it's automatically a robbery. And if someone dies, it puts felony homicide on the table, too.

That's what I posted, I was wondering if for some reason KY law has different requirements for felony murder?
 
I can;t say I can agree with most of the veiled political doomsaying but it is a sad day when a veteran comes under scrutiny for showing a warrior mindset. Seems natural to me, personally.
They trained him with the mindset and skillset. This was simply an expression of that experience. Expecting otherwise would seem irrational.
 
He was trained to kill, like many vets in many wars in every generation. If I were in a similar situation, even at my age, I don't think I'd be of a different mindset. I don't think I'd be very believable if I gave the old "I was in fear for my life" line.

If I was 92 on top of it all, I don't think I would have said anything different.

If I still lived in northern KY, I get the guy a rifle, and invite him over for dinner and a beer. It's the least he deserves.
 
If I lived over there I would load all my guns up and let him choose one too keep....of course, If I had a gun..
 
Kinda hard to be in fear of your life at 92.

There ya go.

I've always said that pickin' a fight with an old man is a losing proposition.

He knows that he can't slug it out with you and he knows that he can't outrun you. He also knows that he can't take a beat down because he probably won't survive it, and even if he does, he knows that he won't likely recover from it to any useful degree.

He knows that he probably won't go to prison, but if he does...he won't be there for very long, and even if he is, it won't matter because time goes by fast for him. He's got three hots and a cot, free medical and dental, no bills to pay, and all the sack time he wants.

He knows that 95% of his life is yesterday. Back him in a corner and he'll take away all your tomorrows. An old man will drop the hammer without so much as blinking. Believe it.
 
Y'know, my dad was a quiet, thoughtful, patient man with a penchant for Shakespeare, Dickens, and Gilbert & Sullivan.

He sang tenor to my mom's alto, and for years they played and sang on weekends at little hole-in-the-wall restaurants around the Hangtown area of northern California.

He was the very picture of self-sufficiency, studying whatever books and manuals he had to in order to fix the car, re-run the plumbing, or re-wire the electrical. He taught himself farming, animal husbandry, and gardening. He learned camping the hard way, and we learned right along with him.

Dad was old school.

However, after leaving the army, he never again owned or handled a firearm.

I never knew that he had a preference in rifles, or that he had qualified with the 1911, the Garand, the M1 Carbine, and the 1941 Johnson (the Johnson was his favorite), until a couple of years before he passed on at the age of 91 1/2 last year.

However . . .

When I was young, I had a sheer, screaming terror of wasps. Yeah, there's a story -- more than one, actually -- but let's just say it's pretty much my only phobia. It's an act of sheer will to keep my cool around them.

When I was about 15, my dad got stung by a wasp. He just stood there and crushed it on his arm. Didn't yell. Didn't flail about (that was my specialty). Didn't swear. He just slapped it flat and flicked it off his arm.
Me: "Didn't that hurt?"
Dad: "Yeah, but he came out second best."
Me: "Huh?"
Dad: "Well, he stang, and I squashed."
Me: "I don't get it."
Dad: "I'm still here, the wasp is not, and it won't get another chance to do that."
Very matter-of-fact. Completely dispassionate. I was a little slow on the uptake. To be fair, though, I was pretty dosed up on adrenaline.

As I look back on my life with him, and assess how he dealt with things like that, it occurs to me that under similar circumstances, with a break-in, and armed with any sort of gun, his response would be pretty much that same thing.

"I'm still here, he's not, and he won't get another chance to do that."

And he would have had no trouble sleeping.

It would just be something he had to do.

Tuner's right.

Don't mess with the old guys.

 
I don't mess with nobody. You just never know. I'm glad the fellow got a loaner.. and as was mentioned, I too think an M1 carbine would be about ideal for groundhogs and whatall but I wouldn't really argue with him about it.
 
Beware the man with one gun, he knows how to use it.
Anyone who lets themself into my family's home without our blessing IS, PLAIN AND SIMPLE, a threat to life and limb and SHALL be dealt with accordingly. I/we will be judged by 12 before me or mine are carried by 6, without a second thought.
 
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