Reply To: THE PUZZLE OF MURDER-BY-GUN STATISTICS

When I first came over, I was staying with my fiancée (now wife). She had two teens, now older of course. I wonder if you can imagine how I felt in the morning when half-asleep, I slid my arm up under my pillow, only to find my hand curling around the cold metal of a handgun handle with the thing roughly aimed at my head. I sat up waving it yelling, “what the fcuk!”.

Turns out it was a bright orange BB gun that she had confiscated from the boy and hidden under the pillow my side, and forgotten. I can honestly say I was totally awake at that point, irrespective of the fact that I was pre-coffee. Scared the crap out of me.