I was home one day, two black boys knocked on the door. I had my 12 gauge in my hands by the time they got from truck to front door. They knocked, rang bell, I heard handle rattle, one came to the back, tried the back door. If he had jimmied the door and camei in, I would have shot him, but they left. I called the law, gave them the plate. They caught them at another house inside. It scared me, but I was glad to be armed.
