A few weeks ago I was just about to fall asleep when I heard a “gun shot”...one shot. ...then quiet. I live in a nice area, in a small condo building with a few other buildings...a VERY quiet neighborhood.
I called my neighbor and said, “did you hear that?” She said, yes ..also thought it was a gunshot. It was dark, I saw nothing so I got on the phone and called 911. The police were there in minutes and I went downstairs when the dispatcher said they were just talking to someone and it was NOT a gunshot.
I was pretty shook up as I thought at first, it was a suicide. The police were talking to the teenage boy that lives in another building...there are very few kids here.
It turns out he had tried an “experiment “ he saw on TV You tube and the bottle blew up and popped.
The point of this story is...here comes his mom.She tells the police that “He saw something on Youtube and wanted to try it.He didn’t mean to wake anyone up”..then to the kid, “ Now say you’re sorry.” Kid mumbled “sorry”. ..
I said looking straight at the kid, “Are you sure you don’t have a gun?” ....and then off they trotted.
I tell this story cause if that had been me as a teenager:
1. I would not be wandering around at 11pm on a school night “experimenting”
2. My parents would have been furious and ashamed. ..no doubt my dad would have grabbed me and yanked me around and yelled at me.
The times have changed....”Now, say you are sorry...and tell them you didn’t mean anything.”
My parents were very strict and to this day I am grateful for their love.
My parents were strict but loud noises around the house were just asking for an ass beating. As far as todays measure goes you would hardly believe it’s crossbow season! :^)
Mine were super strict also....they LOVED us.....they CARED......they were CONCERNED about us. I thank them and I thank God FOR them.
Where I grew up(suburban Sacramento), gunshots were a nightly occurrence, as was the sound of hovering police helicopters.
I wouldn’t have thought twice about a single gunshot.