I decided against the CZ-52, and called my cousin for advice. Several years older than I, my cousin, who I will call Brian, spent years as a local police officer before joining a Federal Law Enforcement Agency.
“I am looking to buy a handgun for concealed carry”. I said, “And figured you could point me in the right direction”.
“What are you looking for”? He asked.
I gave him my "cheap and reliable handgun" speech that I had given Kirk.
“Well”. My cousin started, “I think that for a concealed carry gun, about the best you could do would be a Bersa .380. I had one, and it was reliable no matter what ammo I fed it. It was less than $300 dollars new, and had a good nickel finish”.
“What about Glocks”? I asked. It became apparent that he was not a Glock fan, even though his Agency carried them.
“I know that the .380 will pack some punch, as that is what I shot my hand with”. Said my cousin referring to an injury sustained during his days as a local police officer. The round had blown the second metatarsal right out the back of his hand, taking much of the meat and skin of his hand with it. The doctors had resorted to removing his middle finger along with the remains of his second metatarsal and sewn the resulting 3 fingered hand back together. They did an amazingly good job, as the wound, and missing finger are hard to notice unless you really look.
“I miss that gun”. Brian said, “It got stolen several years ago”.
We ended our call, and I sat for a minute thinking about the choices. The CZ-52 was too heavy, and a bit large to carry. The Bersa Thunder .380 was so good that my cousin missed it, even though it had cost him a digit.
“Like Bruce, Brian has a brass pair”. I thought. If I had blown a hole in my hand with a gun, the gun would have to go. I told my wife about the Bersa. The next day, I did a google news search for Bersa and found a single reference. A man had been murdered with a Bersa .380 on his front stoop. The murderer had hidden the Bersa in a shaving bag in the ceiling above his bed. The motive for the crime, according to the papers was a racial slur uttered by the victim to his killer some years before. According to the defense, the words had prompted the accused to drive to the house of the racist and kill him. Armed with Bruce’s teaching, it seemed like a cut and dried case of first degree murder. Ballistic results were pending on the weapon. Well, the .380 was lethal, small and came highly recommend by an expert. The problem was that our favorite local gun store didn’t have one for sale.
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