Dear Diary: 30 Days to Conceal Carry, Weekend Edition III

So I was heading back into Shreveport from my quick trip to Dallas, hurrying in, because I wanted to attend a piano recital for a music teacher friend of mine. It dawned on me that I had no idea where the recital was to be held. So I called her. And she told me “Schumpert Hospital.” And thus, another can o’ worms was opened.

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