A few months ago I applied for a PA LTCF. It seems the PA State Police considered me a poor risk and therefore failed me on the background check. I have never been to PA before (well, maybe changed planes in Philly 25 years ago but if so, I'm certain I didn't mug anyone in the terminal that day), so I was really perplexed as to why I was considered a persona non grata felonious crackhead to those in the City of Brotherly Love.
It seems there was an ancient charge on my record, a bogus charge for which I was cleared--no probation, no parole, no conviction, no nothing on my record. However, as Murphy would have it, the charge still appeared somewhere out there wherever those in PA search. (Ironic that it wasn't an issue in MO where I live and have obtained my MO CCW.)
So I trot on down to my lawyer and ask him to write a letter to the powers-that-be in the PA State Police, explained in lawyer gobbledygook words that would carry more weight than my perplexed writings. Oh yeh, I just remembered I did write the PA state police first... lotta good that did.
So my lawyer crafts a wonderful letter, explaining how I have no criminal record whatsoever other than a speeding ticket, and goes into some detail about the Missouri court system. It was a fine letter, wonderfully written. Apparently he or his secretary paid close attention in English class.
I send the letter off, follow the other instructions from PA and apply again, and in a couple weeks I have a PA LTCF in my hands. (Ironic again in that someone in a far-off state, whom I have never met, has now given me permission to carry in MY OWN STATE. )
All is well. For the time being.
The lawyer bill is delayed due to a mistake in my address, but it finally comes. I'm expecting $250-$450... but I consider it worth it because I need an explanation for any future background checks. I plan to get another permit next year, and who knows if I'll need a background check in the future for some job...
So I open my lawyer's bill... it's over $1,000 and I feel like I've been punched in the gut. This isn't the new lawyer I found recently; this is the one who originally represented me years ago. He's good, but not cheap. Obviously. Now I remember.
Ouch. All I could think of was "two handguns". Once I recovered a bit, I thought more accurately "one expensive handgun (to me, that is), new leather, extra mags, and ammo".
On the bright side, Sheriff Nau of Centre County, PA, and his staff were very polite and quick with their paperwork. I emailed Sheriff Nau several times, and he responded quickly and cordially, once late at night, so he was either working late or emailing from home. That's dedication: putting in extra time to help a gun owner in a far-away state, for only a measly $26. At least he doesn't think I'm a crackhead.
Unfortunate events in our past concerning vindictive people, lawyers, and the police: the gift that keeps on giving.
$1,000+ for a permit that's priced at $26? I think I messed up somewhere along the way. Maybe I should have got an estimate first... written in blood, preferably not my own.
Happy Thanksgiving to me.