Gotta love the story of "Two Gun Charlie"! The world's a smaller place for not having folks like that anymore.
My interest in CCW has been mostly hypothetical (except for a short stint in DC's war zone where I carried a 2.5" Smith Mod. 19) but it looks like New Mexico is going to pass it this year. I'd better start thinking it over more.
Gotta love the story of "Two Gun Charlie"! The world's a smaller place for not having folks like that anymore.
He was something else. I wish there was a photo of him somewhere on the net, this is a guy who could freeze you with a glance. He was BIG - 6'3, probably 250, solid muscle even late in life when I knew him. His head had straight sides and went right down into his neck, if you know what I mean, and his eyes were those cold steel Clint Eastwood grey eyes. There was never any nonsense in his courtroom, and every lawyer in the vicinity had a healthy respect for him. He once ordered the National Labor Relations Board not to set foot in Early County, and the NLRB sent a young lawyer down to ask him what gives. He invited the nice young man into his office, fixed him a Co-Cola, and said, "Now what can I do for you young man?" The lawyer said, "My superiors have sent me to ask you, very respectfully of course, by what authority a Georgia superior court judge can ban a federal agency from a county?" Worrill replied, "Tell your superiors to violate that order, just a little, and we'll see by whose authority." The young man kind of stammered, and said, "I think I am in the wrong place," thanked the judge for the Co-Cola, and left. - this true story was told by one of his former law clerks at his memorial service.
Here's a true story from my dad: he and a bunch of guys went dove hunting with Judge Worrill, and as they walked through a thicket there was a thrashing noise from a little way off, and there was a wild pig. He pawed and snorted, and everybody went up the trees but the judge. The pig charged, and he just stood there while everybody was yelling for him to run. He clubbed his dove gun, smacked the boar up side the head and dropped it in its tracks, then put the muzzle to the pig's head and killed it. Everybody came down out of the trees. The judge was VERY upset - because he cracked the curly walnut stock on his dove gun!