As some of you know, I have been embroiled in a pretty nasty divorce for about 3 years now.
Par for the course, my ex got a restraining order against me and the courts rubberstamped her bullshit.
I sold all of my guns and didn't even touch one until I thought the restraining order died a natural death. She originally got the order in september of 03 and it was set to expire on oct. 29th of 04.
Well, it did and after a court date on Nov 2 of 04, I think I am fine. On Nov 22 or 23, I visit Clint Carrico to purchase two AR lowers happily thinking that the restraining order is long gone.
I get delayed, and when I call back on the 4th day of not hearing anything, Clint tells me I was denied. WTF?!?!
Two days later I get somthing from my attorney in the mail stating that I am once again subject to yet another restraining order......and yet once again, I have done absolutly nothing to deserve said order, but the judge once again rubberstamped it. Fuck.
So I went on life per usual, always wondering when the feebs or the atf is going to swoop down on my for lying on a 4473 about being subject to a restraining order and all. But as time goes by, nothing comes of it.
Then, in march of this year, we have a "mediation hearing", where we sit down with a judge (different from the one who rubberstamped the orders) and we talk through things and try to figure the custody aspects and the like without actually being a courtroom type setting. The Lady judge(it was a guy judge who rubberstamped the things) is very nice, helpfull, listens very well and while she openly tells me she really dosn't like guns (because my ex tried to beat me to death in the divorce proceeding with the gun issue), but that she can see that I am a very competent and responsible individual and she has no problems with me owning them and that this issue to her is a non-starter. I tell her about the restraining orders and how they have been used against me and how once, right after the second one came into being(right before I tried to buy the lowers) my ex even invited me over to pick up the kids knowing full well that there was a new restraining order and that I had no idea it existed.
At this point, the judge looks to the Guardian ad Litem and asks about the RO's and if we should get rid of them. The GAL flatly replies "The RO never should have been there in the first place." SCORE!!!!
I tell the judge about my concerns regarding filling out the 4473 and how I was an accidental liar on a federal form, etc, etc. She assures me that everything will be alright and promptly gets the paperwork set up for making the RO's dissapear.
Fast forward to today.
I had ordered a Sig P-226 from Eagle Firearms here on the boards. I figured that even with the RO's being gone, because of the last F-up, that the feds would probably not have their computers updated and flat out deny the purchase from my FFL (Rainier Guns in Lakewood...Great guy to deal with by the way) and that I would have to go through the appeals process.
The gun arrives during last week, and I finally get a day off (after working the last 12 days straight) and I head to Rainier guns. I tell the shopkeep about what happened and I am completely honest so he dosn't think I am screwing him over. He nods and says okay and runs the NICS.
When he starts writing down the approval number I am staring dumbly at the 4473. When he actually told me that I was good to go I asked him if he was fucking with me. I couldn't believe it for abou 20 seconds straight. I was absolutly floored.
I am going to call that Lady Judges office on Monday and give her a huge assed thank you for making sure that all was taken care of and fixed. She listened to me, helped me (because at the time I no longer had an attny) and took care of business. Because of that Lady, I can actually see my kids now and have a life other than living in fear of what my ex is going to do next.
If anybody wants to know, She is a judge in the family court system in Thurston County and I only know her by Judge Pomeroy. Awesome lady.
Thats my amazing story of the day.
Chris