They Don't Make Grandmas Like They Used To

The Associated Press reports (my emphasis):

Venus Ramey, 82, confronted a man on her farm in south-central Kentucky last week after she saw her dog run into a storage building where thieves had previously made off with old farm equipment.

Ramey said the man told her he would leave. "I said, 'Oh, no you won't,' and I shot their tires so they couldn't leave," Ramey said.

She had to balance on her walker as she pulled out a snub-nosed .38-caliber handgun.

"I didn't even think twice. I just went and did it," she said. "If they'd even dared come close to me, they'd be 6 feet under by now."

Ramey then flagged down a passing motorist, who called 911.

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"I'm trying to live a quiet, peaceful life and stay out of trouble, and all it is, is one thing after another," she said.

Quite remarkable, yes? Savor the image of Ms. Ramey steadying herself against her walker with one hand while she fished out her Smith & Wesson from the pocket of her housecoat. My kind of girl. But there's more, of course.

Venus Ramey was Miss America, 1944: