When I worked in a gun shop, a fellow wandered in and asked about fixing his P.38. When I said I would look at it, he pulled it out of his belt. At that time, no one could carry a concealed handgun in this state except a law officer. I didn't really care, but he seemed a shilling short of a pound, so I asked if he was a LEO. He said no, but that he had a "Federal Permit". I had never heard of such a thing, and asked to see it. Sure enough, it was a dog-eared capture paper. He had been carrying that pistol for 20 years, believing that the capture paper was a federal carry permit.
The gun problem was a stuck indicator pin; a drop of oil fixed the gun, and I gave it back without charge or comment. He reloaded it, stuck it in his belt, thanked me, and walked out.
Jim
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