I've had some good laughs reading all these posts and don't feel nearly so bad telling my dumbest stunt pulled with a gun.
About 35yrs ago my wife and I went to a family dinner at her Uncle's home. The dinner was kind of a going away party for some relatives from Arizona. I took a half dozen handguns and a couple rifles cause her Uncle, both his sons and his son-in-law were all avid shooters too. After a great meal all the men went out back and had a ball shooting. My wife and her cousin came out of the house and announced that it was time for the relatives to go to the airport in Indy. I was informed that I was going and that her cousin's husband would drive. Loaded all my guns into my car and locked it up and off we went to the airport. The trip was uneventful, we arrived at the airport parked the car and were escorting the relatives to their gate(you could do that back then). We got in line to go thru the metal detector and everybody was chatting away without a care in the world. We finally got to the front of the line and the lady ahead of me walked thru the detector. When it went off, I realized that I still had a cocked and locked .380 in my waistband holster. I turned to the fella behind me that drove and told him I needed to go to the car right away. Of course he wanted to know why. I told him to give me the da*m keys I need to go to the car right now. Finally he turned over the keys and I hastly exited to the parking lot and put my pistol under the seat. I couldn't believe I'd completely forgotten about having my .380 with me. Even that long ago it was a no-no to take a loaded gun into an airport. I don't know what would have happened if the lady in front of me hadn't set that detector off before I walked thru it. I suppose I would be out of federal prison by now.
About 35yrs ago my wife and I went to a family dinner at her Uncle's home. The dinner was kind of a going away party for some relatives from Arizona. I took a half dozen handguns and a couple rifles cause her Uncle, both his sons and his son-in-law were all avid shooters too. After a great meal all the men went out back and had a ball shooting. My wife and her cousin came out of the house and announced that it was time for the relatives to go to the airport in Indy. I was informed that I was going and that her cousin's husband would drive. Loaded all my guns into my car and locked it up and off we went to the airport. The trip was uneventful, we arrived at the airport parked the car and were escorting the relatives to their gate(you could do that back then). We got in line to go thru the metal detector and everybody was chatting away without a care in the world. We finally got to the front of the line and the lady ahead of me walked thru the detector. When it went off, I realized that I still had a cocked and locked .380 in my waistband holster. I turned to the fella behind me that drove and told him I needed to go to the car right away. Of course he wanted to know why. I told him to give me the da*m keys I need to go to the car right now. Finally he turned over the keys and I hastly exited to the parking lot and put my pistol under the seat. I couldn't believe I'd completely forgotten about having my .380 with me. Even that long ago it was a no-no to take a loaded gun into an airport. I don't know what would have happened if the lady in front of me hadn't set that detector off before I walked thru it. I suppose I would be out of federal prison by now.