Riverdance
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Traveled to CT from Virginia for a surprise party for my 79 y.o old aunt; stayed at Marnick's in Stratford. On Sunday, June 9, left early to go see boyhood home in West Haven. Went to mass at Our Lady of Victory, cruised by the old neighborhood, down Ocean Avenue to Savin Rock, then went to look for a place to eat.
Found a diner on Main Street called Sandy's Kitchen. Place was very full of patrons, so staff separated two tables and set up one for me since I was alone and the other could be used for other customers. I place an order with waitress. Elderly, obese fellow at adjacent table wearing W.H.F.D. hat keeps staring at my glock, asks if am W.H. police. I smile at him. "No, just a visitor from out of state coming for a family gathering." "Are you a detective?" he asks. "No, just a citizen." "You're undercover!" he suggests. "No, I'm not polkice." So his eyes get big and he says "Well I hope you at least have a permit!" Yes, I do. After some friendly banter he gets up to leave and we both exchange pleasantries.
I'm on my thrid cup of coffee waiting for my food (kitchen was overwhelmed by the crowd) when two uniformed officers walk in and straddle me behind my seat. The one to my right is an older guy with name tag that says "Matteo" and "Training Officer". Younger cop who needed a shave (YCWNAS) is standing left flank rear. Matteo demands my permit, which I hand to him. He says "You have to show a permit to have that gun." I ask him if I'm suspected of something and he gets angry, ordering me to stand up, and "go outside." Now everything stops and everybody in the place is watching as I'm being taken outside by two cops.
We stop just outlside the screen door at the entrance where presumably everyone inside can see and hear what is going on. Matteo steps into my face and screams "WHAT PART OF WHAT I SAID DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!!" Now he's waving the permit I gave him in my face and yelling "YOU HAVE TO HAVE A PERMIT TO CARRY A GUN AND GIVE IT TO ME WHEN I ASK FOR IT." Meanwhile two more uniformed officers have arrived and I'm surrounded by them at the entrance. We're blocking patrons from coming and going, and one guy in a party triyng to get past us into the door looks at all of us and says "This must be a very dangerous place."
Matteo angrily bellows "I'VE BEEN A POLICE OFFICER FOR 30 YEARS AND NEVER FELT THE NEED TO OPEN CARRY A GUN OFF DUTY!" He pulls out a pad and pen and starts writing down everything from my permit while lecturing me that guns in the open scare people. He says "You were confronted by other patrons in there?" "No", I said. "Other patrons confronted you about carrying a gun?" he insists again. No, only "had a discussion with one guy who asked if I was police, and I told him no, I am just visiting from Virginia", I said.
Now YCWNAS starts lecturing me that open carry is illegal in Connecticut, no one can just go around with a gun exposed and in sight, it has to be concealed, blah, blah, when Matteo interrups and corrects him that open carry is legal in Connecticut if you have a permit. Then Matteo whirls to me and says "BUT YOU ALREADY KNOW THAT, DON'T YOU." "Yes", I answer.
Matteo then seemed confused over that fact that I'm from Virginia but have a Connecticut permit, asks if I lived in CT when I applied for it (even though the permit has a VA address). "No" and then I explain that CT state police issue non-resident permits. He ponders this and asks me for another form of ID, so I give him my VA drivers license which he compares to the permit and writes down all the info from that as well. From the time he realizes that I am from out of state, his angry bullying and rude atttempts to intimidate and provoke me cease abruptly and his demeanor becomes rigidly and authoritatively professional. I believe the change is explained by what he next said to YCWNAS: "There is an open carry group out there that is trying to really push the envelope."
Then Matteo wants to know that if I traveled from Virginia, how I did I bring a gun through New Jersey and New York? "I traveled in full compliance with the McClure-Volkner act" I responded. He looks at me, and then again waves my permit at me, telling me, "Well you have a permit so you are legal to carry that anyway you want, even openly. You have every legal right to even walk right back into that restaurant with your gun all visible and exposed like that if you want to, even if it bothers people and makes them nervous." So I get my permit back and do exactly that, walk back into the restaurant.
The waitress greets me with a smile when I step back through the screen door, says jokingly "You're timing is impeccable, your food is just coming out!"
As I sit down, in comes Matteo again, walks up to me with his pad and pen out and says he wants my phone number. I give him my cell number, and then he says he wants information on any relatives I have in Connecticut. I deflect this one by just saying we're having a family gatheirng in Stratford in the afternoon, and list some surrounding towns I have family coming from. He doesn't push it, and finally leaves.
Mood in the restaurant seemed to be sympathy for me for what I'd been through. One lady comes over and tells me she's sorry I had to suffer that behavior from the police. Waitress says "This is a high crime area and all of them had to come here just to bother YOU?" Somebody buys me a cup of coffee. Later I get up to pay at the register, tell cashier my GPS died this morning and ask where I can buy another. She pulls out ads from the day's newpaper and she and another cusomter sitting at the counter are very friendly and helpful in giving me advice and directions on where to get one.
In all my travels to other OC states and even elsewhere in CT (Orange, Stratford, Milford, Norwich, Shelton, etc.) I've never been treated so rudely by police trying to intimidate me just for being legally armed. Matteo started out spoiling for a fight and seemingly trying to provoke me into a reason to arrest me. I believe he assumed me to be some local OC activist "trying to push the envelope" (by exercising a legal right?) that he wanted to make an example of.
From my observations, open carry appears to be rare in CT, and perhaps therein lies the problem. West Haven police at least, desperately need more interaction with legally armed citizens as a training opportunity to get them used to citizen carry as the norm. To that end, the next day, Monday June 10, I left Marnick's in Stratford early in the morning and headed back up 95N to West Haven again to see if the over-reaction would be repeated. I found my way back to Sandy's Kitchen where on a Monday morning there were only about 25 patrons and three staff. Had a liesurely breakfast and milled about the parking lot before leaving for other things I needed to do before my return home to Virginia. In the parkking lot I saw a W.H. police car coming down the street which turned right, past Sandy's (which is at an intersection), but he just kept going. Chances are he didn't see me. No issues, no problems on second day.
Except for my return to West Haven on Monday which was only in response to how I was treated the previous day, I wasn't going about looking for interaction; I had only beein intending to peaceably and legally go about my business.
West Haven might be an appropriate venue for a couple back-to-back (since they are sure to over-react the first time) weekend OC gatherings around Savin Rock or somewhere just to get the PD de-sensitized and used to it. The bigotry against gun owners and contempt for the law even when at least one of them knows and understands OC is legal is disturbing.
Found a diner on Main Street called Sandy's Kitchen. Place was very full of patrons, so staff separated two tables and set up one for me since I was alone and the other could be used for other customers. I place an order with waitress. Elderly, obese fellow at adjacent table wearing W.H.F.D. hat keeps staring at my glock, asks if am W.H. police. I smile at him. "No, just a visitor from out of state coming for a family gathering." "Are you a detective?" he asks. "No, just a citizen." "You're undercover!" he suggests. "No, I'm not polkice." So his eyes get big and he says "Well I hope you at least have a permit!" Yes, I do. After some friendly banter he gets up to leave and we both exchange pleasantries.
I'm on my thrid cup of coffee waiting for my food (kitchen was overwhelmed by the crowd) when two uniformed officers walk in and straddle me behind my seat. The one to my right is an older guy with name tag that says "Matteo" and "Training Officer". Younger cop who needed a shave (YCWNAS) is standing left flank rear. Matteo demands my permit, which I hand to him. He says "You have to show a permit to have that gun." I ask him if I'm suspected of something and he gets angry, ordering me to stand up, and "go outside." Now everything stops and everybody in the place is watching as I'm being taken outside by two cops.
We stop just outlside the screen door at the entrance where presumably everyone inside can see and hear what is going on. Matteo steps into my face and screams "WHAT PART OF WHAT I SAID DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!!" Now he's waving the permit I gave him in my face and yelling "YOU HAVE TO HAVE A PERMIT TO CARRY A GUN AND GIVE IT TO ME WHEN I ASK FOR IT." Meanwhile two more uniformed officers have arrived and I'm surrounded by them at the entrance. We're blocking patrons from coming and going, and one guy in a party triyng to get past us into the door looks at all of us and says "This must be a very dangerous place."
Matteo angrily bellows "I'VE BEEN A POLICE OFFICER FOR 30 YEARS AND NEVER FELT THE NEED TO OPEN CARRY A GUN OFF DUTY!" He pulls out a pad and pen and starts writing down everything from my permit while lecturing me that guns in the open scare people. He says "You were confronted by other patrons in there?" "No", I said. "Other patrons confronted you about carrying a gun?" he insists again. No, only "had a discussion with one guy who asked if I was police, and I told him no, I am just visiting from Virginia", I said.
Now YCWNAS starts lecturing me that open carry is illegal in Connecticut, no one can just go around with a gun exposed and in sight, it has to be concealed, blah, blah, when Matteo interrups and corrects him that open carry is legal in Connecticut if you have a permit. Then Matteo whirls to me and says "BUT YOU ALREADY KNOW THAT, DON'T YOU." "Yes", I answer.
Matteo then seemed confused over that fact that I'm from Virginia but have a Connecticut permit, asks if I lived in CT when I applied for it (even though the permit has a VA address). "No" and then I explain that CT state police issue non-resident permits. He ponders this and asks me for another form of ID, so I give him my VA drivers license which he compares to the permit and writes down all the info from that as well. From the time he realizes that I am from out of state, his angry bullying and rude atttempts to intimidate and provoke me cease abruptly and his demeanor becomes rigidly and authoritatively professional. I believe the change is explained by what he next said to YCWNAS: "There is an open carry group out there that is trying to really push the envelope."
Then Matteo wants to know that if I traveled from Virginia, how I did I bring a gun through New Jersey and New York? "I traveled in full compliance with the McClure-Volkner act" I responded. He looks at me, and then again waves my permit at me, telling me, "Well you have a permit so you are legal to carry that anyway you want, even openly. You have every legal right to even walk right back into that restaurant with your gun all visible and exposed like that if you want to, even if it bothers people and makes them nervous." So I get my permit back and do exactly that, walk back into the restaurant.
The waitress greets me with a smile when I step back through the screen door, says jokingly "You're timing is impeccable, your food is just coming out!"
As I sit down, in comes Matteo again, walks up to me with his pad and pen out and says he wants my phone number. I give him my cell number, and then he says he wants information on any relatives I have in Connecticut. I deflect this one by just saying we're having a family gatheirng in Stratford in the afternoon, and list some surrounding towns I have family coming from. He doesn't push it, and finally leaves.
Mood in the restaurant seemed to be sympathy for me for what I'd been through. One lady comes over and tells me she's sorry I had to suffer that behavior from the police. Waitress says "This is a high crime area and all of them had to come here just to bother YOU?" Somebody buys me a cup of coffee. Later I get up to pay at the register, tell cashier my GPS died this morning and ask where I can buy another. She pulls out ads from the day's newpaper and she and another cusomter sitting at the counter are very friendly and helpful in giving me advice and directions on where to get one.
In all my travels to other OC states and even elsewhere in CT (Orange, Stratford, Milford, Norwich, Shelton, etc.) I've never been treated so rudely by police trying to intimidate me just for being legally armed. Matteo started out spoiling for a fight and seemingly trying to provoke me into a reason to arrest me. I believe he assumed me to be some local OC activist "trying to push the envelope" (by exercising a legal right?) that he wanted to make an example of.
From my observations, open carry appears to be rare in CT, and perhaps therein lies the problem. West Haven police at least, desperately need more interaction with legally armed citizens as a training opportunity to get them used to citizen carry as the norm. To that end, the next day, Monday June 10, I left Marnick's in Stratford early in the morning and headed back up 95N to West Haven again to see if the over-reaction would be repeated. I found my way back to Sandy's Kitchen where on a Monday morning there were only about 25 patrons and three staff. Had a liesurely breakfast and milled about the parking lot before leaving for other things I needed to do before my return home to Virginia. In the parkking lot I saw a W.H. police car coming down the street which turned right, past Sandy's (which is at an intersection), but he just kept going. Chances are he didn't see me. No issues, no problems on second day.
Except for my return to West Haven on Monday which was only in response to how I was treated the previous day, I wasn't going about looking for interaction; I had only beein intending to peaceably and legally go about my business.
West Haven might be an appropriate venue for a couple back-to-back (since they are sure to over-react the first time) weekend OC gatherings around Savin Rock or somewhere just to get the PD de-sensitized and used to it. The bigotry against gun owners and contempt for the law even when at least one of them knows and understands OC is legal is disturbing.
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