I'd thought I had unpacked all my handguns and placed them in the safes or the master bedroom for repelling boarders, but realized I hadn't seen a couple of 1911s, my National Match and Commander L.W. .
Some whack job friend of my ex has been sending threats and calls, though he has no idea what happened or is it any of his business. I told him to 'Get lost Fat Man' and he got even more obnoxious. The guy is just a blowhard, overweight with a heart condition and not too bright. Also a flaming liberal. You know the type, all threats and no action. I have no doubt that one good rap on the beak and he will collapse like a paper bag, but being the prudent type I figured it was time to change out my EDC.
I feel quite comfortable carrying my Sig 365 daily, but my thoughts kept leading me back to my Commander. When I couldn't find it, I was really getting PO'd but then I found my Simply Rugged IWB holster I'd bought for it, I finally remembered the backpack I'd put those two .45s in.
Carried it all day yesterday and it felt good. I grew up shooting 1911s and nothing feels better in my hand than a good .45ACP! I've been obsessed with pocket size pistols for years, but I think I'm over that for now at least.
Watch your Six, Boys!
jb
