When I was a ‘Good Guy with a Gun’
I almost killed a man
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3 min readAug 14, 2018
Clanging jerked my nose out of a three-ring binder and my mind out of my studies.
I sprinted to the arms locker, threw a flak jacket over my shirt and tie, strapped on a helmet, and grabbed an M-16 from the security police sergeant.
Three of my fellow volunteers joined me.