My vacation Condition Orange moment
For the last several days I have been spending time in the Austin area of TX (Cedar Park) with the in-laws and then driving back home. The wife and kids got there a month ahead of me. So...
I was out at the apartment playground watching Gabe, my 3 year old. My 10 year old, Mike, was riding his scooter and talking to a group of older kids that he had befriended. Mike was a fair distance from me, probably 50 yards away and up a slight grade. He and the other kids were near the parking lot. Buildings on both sides gave a narrow view of the lot, as they run perpendicular to the lot.
I had just turned my attention from Mike to Gabe when I heard tires screech. I spin back around in time to see a large dark SUV back up slightly and jerk to a stop. Mike looks over at me with a sort of confused expression. I am motioning wildly at him to bug out as I stand helpless, waiting to see what happens next. I've got Gabe behind me now and no way I can cover that distance on foot in the time needed. I am carrying my 'vacation gun,' a 5 shot snub 38, OWB under an open Hawaiian shirt with two push-dump speedloaders in my pants pocket. Definitely not an urban combat weapon. I never even moved my hand toward the weapon, as I didn't see how I could have deployed it legally or properly.
Finally after a couple seconds Mike gets the idea and boogies out of there. I will mention at this point that the apartment complex rents to a variety of diverse socio-economic groups. The kids that Mike was talking to, that I did not know, were all Latino. So, I am expecting some kind of MS-13 gang to come pouring out armed to the teeth (prepare for the worst). About the same time the driver's door opens and a crazed woman bolts toward the other kids, screaming, "What did you do to my daughter!?!?!?" She leaves her door open and I see two young girls in the SUV.
She takes one of the kids upstairs, the rest scatter, more screaming ensues. I call my wife on her cell and ask her to come out, since she knows the people there and I don't. The lady leaves, then returns and goes to another apartment but gets a little attitude put back on her by another Mom. Finally she huffs off and disappears.
I didn't evacuate the area since Mike rode out of sight around some bushes, and I was not able to immediately get Gabe off the playscape. By the time I rounded the kids up it was apparent that the lady wasn't violent, especially toward me and mine, and I had not seen any weapons. So, the whole thing turned out to be a non-event for us but it did have potential, and highlighted some problems having two kids doing different things when the SHTF, as well as distance management. As far as firepower, I know I am at a disadvantage when I carry the snub on vacation, but no sidearm would have been ideal for this situation.