|Uncle Tom, after the shootout.|
Tom McCrea married my mother's sister, Dorothy. Uncle Tom was a Maine State Trooper. When I was seven years old, Uncle Tom was nearly killed by a crazed gunman on a rampage. I remember my mother telling me about it at the time.
In my young mind I imagined Uncle Tom had a big smile on his face during the whole shootout, because Uncle Tom always had a big smile. Uncle Tom was a cool guy.
But I never knew all the details, and I never knew the remarkable "rest of the story" until I read this recent newspaper article by Nick McCrea: My Grandfather Won A Shootout, Then Befriended The Man Who Tried To Kill Him
It's the story of a shooting with a great ending.