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  • #31
    It seems that everyone on this site is old. No wonder I feel at home here.

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    • #32
      We're lucky not to get a bunch of hearing aid/Metamucil/AARP/cemetery plot pop-up ads.
      A man can never have too much red wine, too many books, or too much ammunition
      -Rudyard Kipling

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      • #33
        I'm getting a new one in a week or two. 2200 bucks of potential gun money just so I can hear instructions from she who must be obeyed!

        I'll use my old one as a back up for failures. I love failures, she hate them.
        http://bawanna45.wix.com/bawannas-grip-emporium#!
        In Memory of Paul "Dietrich" Stines.
        Dad: Say something nice to your cousin Shirley
        Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
        Cue sound of Head slap.

        RIP Muggsy & TMan

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        • #34
          Originally posted by skiflydive View Post
          Maybe it's a good conversation to have with the kids when they come to take your car keys....
          My car runs 0-60 in just over 5 seconds. The kids will never catch me.
          "Never pet a burning dog"

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          • #35
            Originally posted by 340pd View Post
            My car runs 0-60 in just over 5 seconds. The kids will never catch me.
            GOOD for you!!

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            • #36
              Originally posted by skiflydive View Post
              Maybe it's a good conversation to have with the kids when they come to take your car keys....
              Oh, I can relate to this.

              When my Dad was in his early 80's, he started to drive like Mr Magoo. Pretty scary, and I was the only one that could get away with saying "Gimme the keys Pop - I'll drive".

              We had a family meeting (sans Pop) where everyone wanted me to get Pop to give up the keys and driver's license.

              My Dad was a stone mason for most of his life, and he had biceps the size of my thighs. NO ONE in their right mind would even THINK about getting in a fight with him. Including me.

              When he was 83, an aggressive driver got pissed at him, and at a stop light, ran up to Dad's truck and punched him in the head through the open window. Dad got out of the truck and dropped the guy with one punch. There was witnesses, and when the police arrived, they laughed when they heard the story. And I got the call "Hey Chief - your Dad decked some guy that attacked him in his truck." After asking if everyone was OK, the officer said he was pretty sure that aggressive driver would think twice about picking on an old guy again, and Dad wouldn't press charges.

              Pop drove up until a week before he passed at the ripe old age of 89.

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              • #37
                Originally posted by Ed M View Post
                Pop drove up until a week before he passed at the ripe old age of 89.
                Love that whole story. I'm getting old enough that I refuse to carry the 80 pound sacks of concrete anymore and I avoid the 60 pound sacks pretty well too. I think I can still lug a pistol around for awhile though.
                Aftermarket accessories for Kahr Pistols at https://lakelinellc.com/
                There are always more in the pipeline...

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                • #38
                  Awesome story Ed. Old guys rock.
                  http://bawanna45.wix.com/bawannas-grip-emporium#!
                  In Memory of Paul "Dietrich" Stines.
                  Dad: Say something nice to your cousin Shirley
                  Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
                  Cue sound of Head slap.

                  RIP Muggsy & TMan

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                  • #39
                    Originally posted by Ed M View Post
                    Oh, I can relate to this.

                    When my Dad was in his early 80's, he started to drive like Mr Magoo. Pretty scary, and I was the only one that could get away with saying "Gimme the keys Pop - I'll drive".

                    We had a family meeting (sans Pop) where everyone wanted me to get Pop to give up the keys and driver's license.

                    My Dad was a stone mason for most of his life, and he had biceps the size of my thighs. NO ONE in their right mind would even THINK about getting in a fight with him. Including me.

                    When he was 83, an aggressive driver got pissed at him, and at a stop light, ran up to Dad's truck and punched him in the head through the open window. Dad got out of the truck and dropped the guy with one punch. There was witnesses, and when the police arrived, they laughed when they heard the story. And I got the call "Hey Chief - your Dad decked some guy

                    Pop drove up until a week before he passed at the ripe old age of 89.
                    My Dad died at 82. but he was still driving and played 18 holes of golf a week earlier. My Mother, however, lived to 96 and was still driving to the supermarket, library, and beauty shop weekly 2 months before she died.

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                    • #40
                      Originally posted by 340pd View Post
                      My car runs 0-60 in just over 5 seconds. The kids will never catch me.
                      My Jag will do it in under 4 seconds, so I don't think my son's Miata has a chance.

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                      • #41
                        Old guy humor beats those millennial "comedians" hands down.
                        A man can never have too much red wine, too many books, or too much ammunition
                        -Rudyard Kipling

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                        • #42
                          Originally posted by armybrat View Post
                          old guy humor beats those millennial "comedians" hands down.
                          ahmen!!!

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                          • #43
                            As long as you're physically and mentally able, IMO you're good to go! But like JohnR said, if you forget to put on your pants you might want to take a hard look.
                            Fortunately, at 60, I have no issues and can carry my MK9 everyday.

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                            • #44
                              Mine will be on me when they nail the lid shut, pants or no pants, who needs pants anyhow ya know?
                              http://bawanna45.wix.com/bawannas-grip-emporium#!
                              In Memory of Paul "Dietrich" Stines.
                              Dad: Say something nice to your cousin Shirley
                              Dietrich: For a fat girl you sure don't sweat much.
                              Cue sound of Head slap.

                              RIP Muggsy & TMan

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                              • #45
                                What a silly question. I began carrying side arms at about age 19. That was 56 years ago. When will I stop? Well, I kinda liked the when you forget to put on your pants thing, but I've carried sans pants. Guess my answer would be...when you deploy your weapon and then realize you're holding it backwards. Or for me when, more likely, I'm dead.
                                NRA Benefactor

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