“If it weren’t, I wouldn’t carry it.” I replied “It would be a $500 club.”
I was tucking my M&P 40 into my King Tuk, inside the waistband holster. We had just crossed the Illinois border into Kentucky.
Today was our anniversary, and we had decided to take a trip to Paducah to have lunch and see a couple of historical sites. I wanted to also get a little use from my out-of-state concealed carry permits. Yesterday, our do-nothing legislature managed to over-ride the veto of our know-nothing governor. We now have the possibility of obtaining an Illinois concealed carry permit sometime within the next 9 months. Until then, it’s unloaded fanny pack carry in Illinois, and Utah or Arizona permitted loaded carry in nearby states.
Carrying a loaded concealed handgun is a frightening responsibility. So is freedom. Those who won’t do the one, shouldn’t expect the other.