That evening, Uncle Floyd, always a gentle soul, told Mother she didn't have a right to shoot those men.
Not what I tell my wife or daughters. Times have changed.
great story....
I was born after my mom’s “first” 7 were almost all gone.
Seems that there had been, years before” a peeper looking in the windows.
Mom had called the sheriff. A deputy came out and told here she could only shoot the peeper if he was IN the house.
She said she would shoot him, then drag inside, if necessary.
She was 5’1” tall, but tough. Had to be after putting up with 8 of us. Oh, yeah. We were raised without government hand outs.