All this talk about guns and attackers reminds me
YET of another story. Again in the 70s, riding in the metro park around
Cleveland. There were 3 of us females, around a corner we blast, and
there stands a guy with his pants down!! My two friends, shrieked, whirled
around, and took off the other way. Well I wasn't going to be left alone,
but I took a good look before I turned around, saw absolutely NOTHING, but then
I am blind as a bat, and then galloped off to my friends. All they could
talk about was what if he had a gun? I said, with his pants down around
his feet, I doubt if he could have done much if anything!. I figured we
should have just blasted past him and also should have given him a lecture which
is what an older lady did when some guy exposed himself to her! My
blacksmith told me that story, it happened when he was a park ranger. I
guess she pretty well deflated the guy!! Being alert about your
surroundings is probably the best defense we have. My horses tell me too
if there is something strange in the bushes. So I pay attention to
them. Anything out of whack? I am gone big time. LOL
Jeanie
