When I married Alan, he was a private investigator. YEAH, I MARRIED MAGNUM P.I.!!!!!

He had a gun. When we had our son, (and mind you, he was about 3 months old), Alan would have the gun up in the closet in a locked box and in the morning he would take down the box, open it with a key, take out the gun, take out something called a rapid loader (or something like that!!!) and go out into the hall and take the rapid loader and in two seconds flat, the gun was loaded and he would go off to work.

One morning I asked him "why do you go out in the hall to load the gun".

He said "I don't want the baby to see me doing this". The baby was in his crib and was 3 months old. I thought this was rather adorable.

Then he went into another line of work, gave up the gun ( I still had the bullets and god knows where they are) but it's been 26 years since we had that conversation..

Oh by the way, where does one purchase PEPPER SPRAY!!! And is it legal????

mel

P.S. Alan's neuro never called us back. So what do I do now??
He's fine by the way. Thank the lord