I remember seeing him at the 1970 NRA Convention in New Orleans. He was of average height and statue but definitely had a presence about him. I watched as he left the Hilton, headed from Poydras to Canal and the French Quarter, alone and after dark.
I was a bit concerned, thinking he may not know the area; I sure wouldn't take that walk alone at night.
That was before I read Unrepentant Sinner. That old dude was for sure packing and don't ya know, NOPD would be sorting, bagging and transporting perp or perps who would have acosted him.
DF
Old dude??? He only would have been 63 at the time.
