defygravity
Active Member
Just a heads up, I got a call from my parents about 11:30 tonight saying "something interesting was going on at the house".
After inquiring about what exactly was going on, my mother told me that a knock came on their door around 10:30 or so and "didn't sound like my knock". So she asked who it was, and all that she could hear was incoherent mumbling and continued, louder knocking. She called 911 and hid in the kitchen with my dad (for some reason) until the police came. They don't keep firearms in their home, so they were essentially defenseless if this man gained entry.
The knocking continued until the police showed up. They apparently all acted very professionally (6 cars with sirens blaring apparently). The dispatcher (very appropriately) asked if there were any weapons in the house so that they could let the responding officers know, and everything went smoothly.
They searched the yard for additional suspects, but none were found. The man couldn't produce any ID, nor did he know where he was, just "not from around here", and was barely coherent. He was all muddied and scraped up, but apparently a VERY large black guy, younger looking with a belly. Since he couldn't produce ID, they handcuffed him and took him in, presumably to ID him, give him a tox screen, and get him whatever help he needed. It's still unclear what his motive was, or why he chose to pick my parent's home (they live in a cul-de-sac with about 7 or 8 other houses).
The odd thing is that I grew up in this home, and NOTHING like this has ever happened before in their neighborhood. It's a rather affluent part of Columbia, but it seems that Jim Rouse's plan is beginning to experience some growing pains with a lot of lower income people moving out of the city.
I guess the moral of the story is to be prepared, have a plan (not hiding in the kitchen is a good start), and don't ever open a door when you don't know who's on the other side.
Also, having a trusted firearm and knowing how to use it helps not only with security, but also with peace of mind. So now I'm here, with my guns (that they don't like) making them feel safer. Funny how that works, and how they're also slowly letting go of their anti-gun stance the more they see that guns really aren't that evil or scary, and it can really make you feel better knowing that there's one close by and someone who is adept at using it present.
I was with my friend who's from out west past Frederick, and he told me that man was lucky he wasn't at a door out there, because he probably wouldn't be in a jail cell right now.
I hope an event like this never happens to any of you, I'm just glad everyone's safe in the end.
Has something like this ever happened to anyone else on this board? What did you end up doing? What was your plan?
After inquiring about what exactly was going on, my mother told me that a knock came on their door around 10:30 or so and "didn't sound like my knock". So she asked who it was, and all that she could hear was incoherent mumbling and continued, louder knocking. She called 911 and hid in the kitchen with my dad (for some reason) until the police came. They don't keep firearms in their home, so they were essentially defenseless if this man gained entry.
The knocking continued until the police showed up. They apparently all acted very professionally (6 cars with sirens blaring apparently). The dispatcher (very appropriately) asked if there were any weapons in the house so that they could let the responding officers know, and everything went smoothly.
They searched the yard for additional suspects, but none were found. The man couldn't produce any ID, nor did he know where he was, just "not from around here", and was barely coherent. He was all muddied and scraped up, but apparently a VERY large black guy, younger looking with a belly. Since he couldn't produce ID, they handcuffed him and took him in, presumably to ID him, give him a tox screen, and get him whatever help he needed. It's still unclear what his motive was, or why he chose to pick my parent's home (they live in a cul-de-sac with about 7 or 8 other houses).
The odd thing is that I grew up in this home, and NOTHING like this has ever happened before in their neighborhood. It's a rather affluent part of Columbia, but it seems that Jim Rouse's plan is beginning to experience some growing pains with a lot of lower income people moving out of the city.
I guess the moral of the story is to be prepared, have a plan (not hiding in the kitchen is a good start), and don't ever open a door when you don't know who's on the other side.
Also, having a trusted firearm and knowing how to use it helps not only with security, but also with peace of mind. So now I'm here, with my guns (that they don't like) making them feel safer. Funny how that works, and how they're also slowly letting go of their anti-gun stance the more they see that guns really aren't that evil or scary, and it can really make you feel better knowing that there's one close by and someone who is adept at using it present.
I was with my friend who's from out west past Frederick, and he told me that man was lucky he wasn't at a door out there, because he probably wouldn't be in a jail cell right now.
I hope an event like this never happens to any of you, I'm just glad everyone's safe in the end.
Has something like this ever happened to anyone else on this board? What did you end up doing? What was your plan?
