Defining moment that led me to CCW? Hmm, there never really was one.
All I know is that I have deeply ingrained childhood memories of being taught that I was responsible for my own personal safety, and when I turned 18 my parents gave me an old Colt Mustang Pocketlite .380. They told me to carry it at all times and that's just the way it was.
Although mom and dad were educated (mother was an academic), upstanding, law abiding citizens, I know they didn't pay much attention to whether or not the authorities gave me permission.
Now what I can do is show you the defining moments when I discovered the importance of CCW.
And here they are...the smug look at 2:42, and that stupid elitist smug smirk at 4:55.