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Here's a bit of humor...

Recently, I had some problems with my truck. I fixed them, but the computer needed to be re-set, and to do that it would take some highway driving. So after fixing my vehicle, my lovely wife and I went for a drive. We live in PA, very close to the Delaware border, and we found ourselves deep into Delaware when I remembered that my permit was not recognized there. I took my weapon out and unloaded it while driving and handed it to my wife, and told her to put it in the glove box, or somewhere, anywhere, just as long as it wasn't loaded and on my person. We then found ouselves in a very populated area and I was attempting to turn around and get back to the highway. Just then, a cop pulled up on my right side, and my wife was going banannas because the inspection stickers on the truck were bad (it didn't pass emissions, so I had to fix, thus the "ride").

Anyway, long story short, while she was flipping out with the cop next to us (and trying not to show it) she also mentioned about how it would look really bad with expired stickers trying to also explain a firearm in the vehicle.

I then told her that I wasn't worried. After all...."you're the one with the gun."

Yeah, she kicked my ass just on the other side of the PA state line :-)

Love this thread even more than most FR firearms threads.

No details in a public forum but was once stopped by the police (illegal U-turn) driving a very, very fancy car in a very, very liberal city on Christmas Eve at 1150pm.

I had not been drinking, (rather amazingly for me at that time) but I HAD been hunting on private land and there were two of what the MSM would call “high powered rifles” as well as a .25 dispatcher in the trunk, and a LOT of ammo.

Big, seasoned kick-ass black cop, Sergeant:

“Any weapons or drugs in the car?”

“No, Sir. No drugs or street weapons. But I am a hunter. I have been hunting in (another state.) If you open the trunk you will find rifles, ammunition, and hunting gear, also some blood as I transported a carcass this morning.”

Here I was in a jacket and tie.

Guns drawn. Hands where they could see ‘em. So many cop cars they closed the street. (A fairly major street...) Terrible blue lights everywhere.

But they did not cuff me.

Told after 45mins to sit back in the car.

“Do you know that in (this place) there is a MINIMUM FIVE YEAR SENTENCE for (what you’ve done?)”

“No Sir.”

...To make a long story short, they did not arrest me and assigned a detail to watch my car while I fulfilled my work-related duties. Yes, what I did was totally illegal (I did not know it) but though I am not a badge-licker, I have nothing but praise for those policemen who call ‘em like they see ‘em.

INDIVIDUAL LIBERTY is what we’re about. Including State Officers.

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Postscript - I never forgot his badge number. My brother had been a cop two decades before in the same (precinct or district) and I and did him a very good, anonymous turn, one Christmas later.