Back in 1969, my grandfather was dying from lung cancer, and the hospital sent him home for his final days. As you can imagine the whole family was very emotional and on edge.
During this time, living in the area, there was a group of young men, who thought they were really bad, and decided to terrorize the countryside. Realize this was in the back hills of Kentucky, 1969. Every family not only had multiple guns, but most were proficient in their use.
These young a-holes would race up and down the back roads screaming, blowing their horns, shooting any outside lights, and harassing anyone that interfered with them. At that time, the only police around was a sheriff and two deputies, for the whole county.
Anyway this had been going on every few days, for about a month. They always went up the road, then came back, after turning around, a few minutes later. As my grandfather lay dying, the kids came screaming by in their pickup truck and shot out the front porch light. My grandmother finally snapped.
At this time I would like to point out that my grandmother was not a woman you really wanted to **** off. She hunted meat for the table with my grandfather, and I saw her shoot the heads off of two chickens with one shot, to save ammo.
After they shot out her front light, she had had enough. She went to the gun rack, grabbed Grandpa's 10 ga and went out stand beside a tree, in the apple orchard that lay beside the road.
When those boys came back screaming and shooting, she unloaded on the side of their truck. My father saw the truck later and said it was a perfect shot between the bench seat and the truck bed. Those boys ran off the road, jumped the ditch, took out a fence, then made it back to the road, and beat the hell out of Dodge.
To the day she died my grandmother regretted that night. She was afraid one of those boys had seen her in her flannel night gown!
I thought of Grandma Miller today when I read a post where a member's mother wanted a shotgun, and a lot of people posted that she should get a youth 20 ga. My Grandma would have thought that hilarious.
During this time, living in the area, there was a group of young men, who thought they were really bad, and decided to terrorize the countryside. Realize this was in the back hills of Kentucky, 1969. Every family not only had multiple guns, but most were proficient in their use.
These young a-holes would race up and down the back roads screaming, blowing their horns, shooting any outside lights, and harassing anyone that interfered with them. At that time, the only police around was a sheriff and two deputies, for the whole county.
Anyway this had been going on every few days, for about a month. They always went up the road, then came back, after turning around, a few minutes later. As my grandfather lay dying, the kids came screaming by in their pickup truck and shot out the front porch light. My grandmother finally snapped.
At this time I would like to point out that my grandmother was not a woman you really wanted to **** off. She hunted meat for the table with my grandfather, and I saw her shoot the heads off of two chickens with one shot, to save ammo.
After they shot out her front light, she had had enough. She went to the gun rack, grabbed Grandpa's 10 ga and went out stand beside a tree, in the apple orchard that lay beside the road.
When those boys came back screaming and shooting, she unloaded on the side of their truck. My father saw the truck later and said it was a perfect shot between the bench seat and the truck bed. Those boys ran off the road, jumped the ditch, took out a fence, then made it back to the road, and beat the hell out of Dodge.
To the day she died my grandmother regretted that night. She was afraid one of those boys had seen her in her flannel night gown!
I thought of Grandma Miller today when I read a post where a member's mother wanted a shotgun, and a lot of people posted that she should get a youth 20 ga. My Grandma would have thought that hilarious.
Most of my family is from KY. , so I can relate to this ! 
