I have a rep in these parts for being anti-cop. I’m not. I’m anti-bad cop. If I hear someone breaking into my house or nosing around my property, I’m calling the my good friends (at that moment anyway) in the police department. I’m not going to investigate. I’ll gather friendlies, assume a defensive position and wait. Here’s a story [via deseretmnews,com] where a homeowner took it upon himself to locate and confront a perp before the po-po made the scene and paid the ultimate price . . .
The lethal events began when Jesse Lyle Bruner [above] tried to kick in Russell Jacobs’ front door. Unified Police Lt. Lex Bell said investigators believe Jacobs’ house was chosen for an unknown reason, completely at random.
“It could have been any house on that street,” he said.
Jacobs, a father of four, was in the house asleep, with his wife Jana and his 18-year-old son Josh. The three were the only ones home at the time, police said.
“Mr. Jacobs armed himself with a .45 and a flashlight and ran to the front door to see who was trying to break in. When the pounding on the door stopped, Mr. Jacobs, his wife and his 18-year-old son went outside to see if it was a prank but found no one in their yard. When they returned to their front door, they noticed shoe prints on the door where someone had tried to kick it in,” Bell said.
Jacobs’ wife called 911 to report the incident.
Prank? Uh, OK. Shoe prints on the door? Let’s stay indoors and wait, shall we? Calling the cops? Right answer. Going out to find the bad guy? Not so much. Keep in mind this all happened at 2am. As they say, nothing good happens at 2am.
Jacobs then went back into his house, got dressed and got his .357 handgun, “because he trusted the .357 more, and he was concerned there might be a threat to his family and not a prank. Once dressed, Mr. Jacobs opened the front door to look around the yard again with the flashlight in his hand,” Bell said.
After several minutes of searching his yard, Bruner appeared and started walking toward Jacobs, “feigning an injury to his leg and asking to come inside,” the lieutenant said.
Investigators speculated Friday that Bruner was holding his single-shot, sawed-off shotgun, which measured just under 2 feet, to his side and was pretending he had an injured leg to conceal it.
Believing he was the man who just attempted to kick in his door, Jacobs confronted Bruner to protect his family, according to Bell.
About four houses down the block, Jacobs said something to Bruner to the effect that he knew who he was, according to Bell. Bruner responded by saying something similar to, “So what if I am?”
Just as he said that, Bell said, Bruner fired his shotgun.
“The blast hit Mr. Jacobs’ outstretched left hand and flashlight first and then went into his chest. Mr. Jacobs then returned fire, shooting four shots at Mr. Bruner. Mr. Bruner was hit once through his arm and into his chest. Two shots went through his clothing in the stomach area but did not hit his body, and the fourth shot missed entirely,” he said.
Good old .357. Hard to control – hence the missed shots – but any hits will have a devastating effect. Regardless, too late. And here’s a perfect example of a gunfight that could have been won simply by avoiding it. By waiting for the cops. Or, at the very least, following the bad guy from a safe distance while talking to the cops on the phone.
Our condolences to the Jacobs family [above]. Mr. Jacobs was a brave man defending his family and his neighborhood. He succeeded at the cost of his life. Don’t let this be you.