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Carrying a weapon
I was the assistant Fencing Coach in grad school.  One day while walking from class to the gym for practice with my fencing gear in its special carry bag,, I was stopped by police in a car.   "Are you carrying a weapon?" they asked.  "Yes," I replied.  "Would you please show it to us?" (This was in Kentucky and they were very polite, but I could see they were on edge because of all the protests around the country in the 1960s)  So I pulled out my fencing foils.  One of them wanted a fencing lesson right there and then.  Oh, and walking after fencing practice I had to go through a park to get to my bus stop. Other college women had warned me about danger in that  park, but for some reason, I was never accosted.  Might be because I was carrying a 'weapon?"
   
Oh, and walking after fencing practice I had to go through a park to get to my bus stop. Other college women had warned me about danger in that  park, but for some reason, I was never accosted.  Might be because I was carrying a 'weapon?"
 
 
 
          
      
 
  
 
 
 
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