Seeing a news story today of a local bank robbery reminded me of a situation that happened to me several years ago.
One of my sons was the lead teller at a bank. I had commented to him that he needed to keep his eyes open at this particular location. It was a main branch, right off the highway - providing several quick get-away routes, the bank only occupied a part of the building so the bank entrance was off a common area that had 24-hour unmonitored access, and the windows between the parking lot and the common area were tinted prohibiting you from seeing inside.
The day after I received my CCW permit, I had to take him to work. He had to "open" that day. I dropped him off, and as I started to leave the parking lot, three gangster-looking young men drove into the parking area in a old, beat-up car. They pulled past me and around to the side of the building near the entrance, and stopped.
Now I firmly believe in God's control of the events in our lives, and here, my son was opening the bank, no one else was in the parking lot, three gangsters were stopped outside, it was my first day permitted to carry, and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up.
I turned around and pulled in so I could see them. They were rummaging around in their car. They seemed to find what they were looking for and began to pull forward. They proceeded to drive up to the ATM, withdrew some money, and drove off, leaving me with a slightly elevated heart rate and an even greater appreciation for God's control.
Did my presence help avert a bad situation? I doubt it, but I'll never know this side of the grave. But I've read many times on this site of the importance of situational awareness and following your instincts.
Jumping out of my car into a shootout that prevented a robbery would have made for a more fascinating story. But I'm more than happy with what happened and what I learned, and I'm glad I paid attention that day.
One of my sons was the lead teller at a bank. I had commented to him that he needed to keep his eyes open at this particular location. It was a main branch, right off the highway - providing several quick get-away routes, the bank only occupied a part of the building so the bank entrance was off a common area that had 24-hour unmonitored access, and the windows between the parking lot and the common area were tinted prohibiting you from seeing inside.
The day after I received my CCW permit, I had to take him to work. He had to "open" that day. I dropped him off, and as I started to leave the parking lot, three gangster-looking young men drove into the parking area in a old, beat-up car. They pulled past me and around to the side of the building near the entrance, and stopped.
Now I firmly believe in God's control of the events in our lives, and here, my son was opening the bank, no one else was in the parking lot, three gangsters were stopped outside, it was my first day permitted to carry, and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up.
I turned around and pulled in so I could see them. They were rummaging around in their car. They seemed to find what they were looking for and began to pull forward. They proceeded to drive up to the ATM, withdrew some money, and drove off, leaving me with a slightly elevated heart rate and an even greater appreciation for God's control.
Did my presence help avert a bad situation? I doubt it, but I'll never know this side of the grave. But I've read many times on this site of the importance of situational awareness and following your instincts.
Jumping out of my car into a shootout that prevented a robbery would have made for a more fascinating story. But I'm more than happy with what happened and what I learned, and I'm glad I paid attention that day.