Gramma' carried a BIG pistol

     When my gramma' was just a girl, she learned to use a gun with apparent accuracy and... NO FEAR.  I've often wondered what was behind her learning such a skill and wished I could have talked her into telling me more of what her life was like before she was my gramma'.

     For all of her size ~ ~ ~ she was 4'11'' tall, or there abouts, she was the kind of person that people didn't mess with.  For starters, she always carried a BIG pistol.  To fire that pistol, she would throw her left arm up for support and balance the pistol across that arm.  The joke was that the pistol was bigger than she was, even when she was an adult.

     I recall hearing of one incident when someone thought he was gonna' hurt someone my gramma' cared about.  That was one thing.  Once you found your way into Gramma's heart, Outsiders did not have the option of saying or doing anything that Gramma' perceived as ugly.
     Anyway, this outsider thought that he was gonna' hurt someone whom my gramma' cared about.  When she threw that pistol over her arm for balance, he laughed and said she didn't have the nerve to pull the trigger.  In fact, he said that just before she pulled the trigger and shot a hole in his shirt, so close that he felt the air whistle by as the bullet whizzed through.  See, that was another thing that my gramma' didn't take kindly to; a dare.

     Do you know some of the colorful stories from your family's past?  I do hope you write them down so they won't be forgotten.  Its a shame to realize how many memorable incidents have been forgotten because no one wrote them down.