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After reading some of your comments, I was motivated to return to the scene of my crime and now have an interesting follow-up to my original post.

I went back by the McLennan County Courthouse Complex today and discovered that there is (1) "The Courthouse Building" that houses judges and courtrooms (30.06 with metal screeners), (2) "The Annex Building" that houses county holding cells with direct physical access to the courtrooms (30.06 with metal screeners), and (3) "The County Hall of Records," a separate building across the street that houses the County Tax Assessor, County Records, Car Title Registration, the County Clerk, and the County Commissioner's Court. The Hall of Records is where I obtained my handicapped placard. Although "The Hall of Records" is marked with a 30.06 sign, there are no metal screeners at the door.

Unless the County Commissioner's Court is considered a "court," I can see no reason why the building should be marked as a 30.06 building. It will be interesting to discover the truth of the situation. At the time, I had no desire to be a test case as to the validity of the sign. However, I know the new County Tax Assessor very well since he and his dad are my CPAs. I plan to call and ask him directly about the legality of posting the "Hall of Records" with a 30.06 sign.

I will let you know what I discover.

carlson1 wrote:

After what seemed to be an eternity, I finally had the two placards in my hand and got out of there. Sure enough, as I left the building, I saw the prominently displayed 30.06 sign posted RIGHT ON THE DOOR where I had entered the courthouse annex.

If there was no "Court" or "Jails" in the Annex the 30.06 means absolutely nothing.

Post Office different story, but I have heard so much about the Post Office I do not know where to begin.

Unfortunately, there are courts in the annex. It is a valid 30.06.

On December 11, I was involved in an attempted carjacking that, fortunately, turned out in my favor. However, in the adrenaline fueled aftermath, I went on to the local post office to mail Christmas packages for my wife. Standing in the long line, I suddenly realized that I still had my firearm in my pocket carry holster. Sweating bullets, I finished my business and got out in a hurry. I thought to myself, "THIS HAS GOT TO BE A 'NEVER AGAIN' MOMENT!

I DIDN'T LEARN MY LESSON!!!

After being advised yesterday by my physician that my arthritis condition warranted it, I headed over today to the County Tax Assessor's Office (which happens to be in the county courthouse annex) to get my first "handicapped" placard. Standing in a long line of people, I realized that once again, I HAD A CONCEALED GUN IN MY POCKET!


I also became aware that there was a police officer standing in the line right next next to me waiting to renew his car registration. It didn't help that I was wearing a Carhartt jacket boldly embroidered with the "Ruger Eagle" and the word "Ruger." I broke out in an actual sweat on my forehead and upper lip. I am sure I looked like a guilty felon. I kept thinking, "This would be a really stupid way to lose my gun and my CHL!!!

Ultimately, I decided "Concealed Means Concealed!" so I stayed in the line, prayed a frantic prayer of negotiation with God, and quietly finished my business. Of course, I got a new, inexperienced clerk who had to go to his supervisor several times to get the placards done. Every time the supervisor looked out of her office window to scrutinize me, I could feel a bit of crimson blush creeping up my neck. After what seemed to be an eternity, I finally had the two placards in my hand and got out of there. Sure enough, as I left the building, I saw the prominently displayed 30.06 sign posted RIGHT ON THE DOOR where I had entered the courthouse annex.


In keeping with my frantic negotiations with God earlier today, "I PROMISE TO NEVER AGAIN IGNORE A 30.06 SIGN!"