I got one of the wildest calls of my career during my weekend radio show on Saturday. It was from Bobby Dean DuPree in Texarkana, Texas. He told me a tale that would almost be unbelievable if it weren't for the photographic proof he sent me after we talked.
First, B.D. DuPree, or DuPree as he introduced himself to me, was injured in the line of duty some time ago. He lost the use of his right hand and had to learn to use his left hand to do everything - including cleaning his gun. Maybe you can see where this is going.
DuPree was clearing the chamber when the gun went off and fired a 180 grain hollow point directly into his leg. As he put it, "Not again!" He checked into his pocket for "the warm, sticky stuff," but he didn't find any blood there.