The weather was beautiful, so my wife and I took a walk to get out of the house. Along the journey, we headed down the sidewalk near a set of waterfront condos. There was a sheriff’s office cruiser parked parallel to our path. As we went by the driver’s side of the patrol car, my wife and I waved to the deputy sheriff. She was young and appeared to be talking on her cell phone–no problem there, she was stationary. That would pass muster under our General Orders. She smiled and nodded back to us–good public relations for Starman.
I could not help but feel uneasy as I was strolling by with a loaded gun in a holster under my shirt. I knew the deputy could not possibly see the handgun. What gave me pause was that she did not know I was armed and just feet from the imaginary safety of her driver’s seat. I know I have been in her place many times before.
We assume so much in our line of work. Two nice people in casual dress walking down the sidewalk in the Florida sun, no harm there. But it is a set of beliefs based upon what is in the mind of the officer, not what is really Continue reading





















