My Dad carried a Colt Vest-Pocket .25 ACP pistol. It was state-of-the art, for 1908. Heavy, inaccurate, no real sights, in an ineffective caliber. It had been his father’s back-up in the railroad police.
He didn’t even carry it all the time, mostly traveling and fishing trips. He thought of getting a Summer job one time, and went to a security guard company. He was incensed when they wouldn’t hire him with his .25, as an armed guard!
In the interest of laziness, I, too succumbed to the appeal of the tiny gun. I bought a Kel-Tec .32, with a hard-chromed slide. Technology had developed in 83 years to a largely plastic frame, and about half the girth of the Vest Pocket. And 6.6 oz. v. 13 oz.! And a slightly larger caliber. Drop in the pocket – done!
A few years back, I attended a relative’s daughter’s wedding. I brought along the trusty Kel-Tec. It was good that I did, because two family factions, two brothers, in fact, almost came to blows! I was asked to separate them, which I did.
And, my first thought was “*^%$, what if someone gets more physically violent (and pulls a knife or something), and I had to pull a weapon?”
Then I remembered. All my real weapons were home in the gun safe. At best, I had a talisman. And, if I had to shoot someone, they might stop behaving badly, in a few hours! Not exactly the reason I carry in the first place. And, not very efficient.
Now that my choices are more limited, it’s .38 or .45 for me. If I had a small 9mm, I might be tempted.
But Jeff Cooper’s voice rings in my head: “If you have a .25, don’t load it, if you load it, don’t carry it, if you carry it, don’t use it. If you use it, you might hit someone and make them angry!”
Carry enough gun.