
My father was a very funny man. He had kind of a dark sense of humor. What can you expect from a Vietnam Vet and a Cop. My oldest child just turned 16, and I often wonder what she would have thought of her Grandfather. If only Kevlar was around then, Dad would still be with us.....but it wasn't. | ![]() Detective Duane Dean Winkelman |
My father caught me playing with his service revolver once......ONCE! hehe. After the dicipline part, he took me and the revolver outside with a coffee can full of water. He had me hold the gun (.44 Mag Snub) and he placed his hands around mine. He shot the coffe can, and I felt the huge kick and VERY loud sound. I saw the coffee can fly in to the air, water spraying everywhere. He then picked up the can and brought it back. he told me to feel the can, a larged jagged hole through it, sharp metal twisted from the impact. He then told me to feel my arm..."soft isn't it" he said. He then asked what do think this would to to your soft body after seeing what bullet had done to the can? I had a very visual image of that, and it has stayed with me all these years. To this day I can still remember what that can looked like, and the smell of the gun powder, the cloud of smoke drifting off in the air.
Officer's Name: Duane Dean Winkelman
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