Back in the mid-1970's, the neighborhood that we were living in was starting to turn bad. At around 5/5:30 in the morning (I remember the time because my father woke up at 5am to go to work and left the house at 6am), our doorbell starting ringing which woke up the rest of the family. Before anyone had a chance to get to the door, the person starting banging on the door.
Being one of those old glass doors and worried that the person was going to break it and not nothing what was going on, my father grabbed an old service pistol that he had from his WWII days. The gun was showing serious signs of rusts and hadn't been cleaned in 20-30 years (my father kept it around for home protection and never expected to use it).
My father opened the front door and pointed the gun at the guy's nose and said: "What the @^&* do you want?". The guy's eyes opened up so much that I thought they were going to pop out of his head. He backed up, fell down about 8 steps and a brown paper bag that he was holding ripped, and money went flying all over the places (mostly singles and a few fives). He quickly picked up most of the money (at least the bills that the wind wasn't blowing around all over the place) and ran off.
That evening we found out that evening that a local bar several blocks over was robbed in the early morning hours. We assumed (maybe incorrectly) that our unexpected visitor early that morning had something to do with that robbery and he must have come to our house by mistake.
Fortunately, my father did not have to fire the gun, because the condition that it was in, it might have blew up in his face -- assuming that it was loaded.
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