It wasn’t at the “range,” but the victim had a gun in his pocket. Just last Friday, my wife and I attended a multi-year (1960-1966) class reunion/picnic in the small-town park in western Idaho where I grew up. The graduating classes were never very large there, and now that our numbers are starting to dwindle, multi-year class reunions make more sense.
At any rate, it was a lot of fun. As they say though, “It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt.” One of the guys from the class of ’61 got hit by a car as he was trying to get into his
own car, which was parked alongside the street in front of the park.
I think the guy’s going to be okay. He obviously had a wound on the left side of his head because there was quite a bit of blood on the bag of clothes the woman who got there first tucked under his head in an obvious attempt to stem the bleeding. The guy was coherent though, and the woman (who said she was a professional caregiver) was talking with him - keeping him calm and awake.
The guy had some scrapes and bruises on his arms too, and he might have had a broken leg going by the way he was yelling about it when the ambulance guys (who arrived within 10 or 12 minutes) were trying to roll him onto the thing to put him in the back of the ambulance.
One of the ambulance guys discovered a gun (a Ruger LCP) in the guy’s pocket, and just laid it aside. Nobody made a big deal about it, not even the town cop that arrived on the scene. The cop just picked the gun up and told the guy, “Sir, I’m going to take your gun for safekeeping.” Then he put it in a plastic zipper bag.
Getting back to the subject though, I have a pretty well stocked first aid kit in my truck. And not to boast, but I was Search and Rescue in Navy choppers many years ago. I’ve seen my share of wounds, and I’ve had a lot of CPR training - both in the Navy and as an industrial electrician (one day of CPR training every two years until I retired).
None of that did anyone any good last Friday though. By the time I got over there, the professional caregiver lady had the situation well in hand, and an ambulance arrived a few minutes later.
BTW, it was a danged hit and run on top of everything else! That was a really dumb move by the driver though - there was about a hundred old people in that park, and we all had cell phones. One old guy got a picture of the back of the car, including the license plate.
As morbid as this sounds, my wife and I kind of laughed about the incident later. We figured most everyone driving by that park after the hit and run saw about a hundred old people and an ambulance, and they probably just assumed somebody had had a heart attack.