We took an older couple over to Nacogdoches a couple Sunday evenings ago for a visitation in a funeral home. Upon arriving back home for coffee and a piece of pie, I took my Compact 1911 off my hip and put it in my desk. The other woman asked somewhat aghast, "...did you take a gun to the funeral home...? I replied, "...yes, it's the same one I wore to church this morning...". We then had coffee and pie and talked about dead people and funerals. It was a laugh a minute.
