No one can understand the stresses of daily life driving a taxi in New York City unless they have driven for a living themselves. In the 1970s, driving a cab for me was the best and worst of times. I had the freedom of the road and learned from people who lived and worked around the world, but there was always danger around the corner. Not too different from today from what I’ve gathered.

Yes, driving through the wee hours on NYC streets, somehow you feel as though you are the blood flow feeding the heartbeat of the city. You know where the action is, you know where the after-hours clubs are, and you develop a sixth sense of people in the two to three seconds of eye contact just before an unknown opens your rear door and enters your taxi.

I tip my cap to, and remember Gene Frazier, a young black man who owned his medallion and had the personality and demeanor of a total gentleman. He was assassinated in his yellow cab while parked on the Westside Highway in the 1970s. But his death was part of an unrevealed mass murderer who intentionally shot almost two dozen yellow taxi drivers in the back of the head, while also taking the time and an extra bullet to shoot through their hack licenses. The similarities were bone chilling, but the political machine in NYC at the time would never reveal that the taxi industry had their own Son of Sam mass murderer. It would be “bad for business.”

Instead, there were constant reports on the news of police officers driving taxi cabs. The city hoped that this media message would scare off the killer and hopefully the murders would come to an end.

It wasn’t until decades later that I discussed Gene Frazier’s assassination on the Taxi Insider radio show. And then, a week later, just minutes before my next show, a chilling call came into the studio asking for me. It was not uncommon to get calls from fans and discuss various transportation issues in New York City. But this call was specific, and the voice of this man sent a chill through my body as he revealed the separate bullet being shot through hack licenses – something I never stated on the air. He then asked me a question: Did you ever think it could be a police officer who was the mass murderer? Then he hung up.

Now, the Supreme Court determined that anyone can carry a gun for self-defense, something that could never work in New York City. Of course, cab drivers in NYC can never carry a gun (licensed or not) unless you are a police officer.

I wonder how many children would be alive if guns were banned, how many robberies, rapes, and revenge killings would have been avoided if guns had been banned… and how many domestic violence deaths would have been avoided had guns been banned.

The truth is, wherever guns have been banned shootings have been drastically reduced. It’s simple math: If there are less guns there are fewer shootings… Duh.

People site the second amendment to me when I tell them my feelings. The trouble with the second amendment is that it was written when the only guns available were musket rifles and single shot pistols. Never did our lawmakers who signed the constitution ever consider a gun that could fire 500 rounds in a minute. So, I have an idea: If the Supreme Court wants the constitution to be followed as written, why not allow every American to carry only the guns that were available at the time the Constitution was written. I am talking about mass made guns, for the American militia in the 1770s, those used to defeat the British, not the Pucket gun or repeater which were not mass produced. Just imagine hunting with a musket rifle today. You better make that one shot count.

Before I applied for my gun license in the early 1980s, I was trained by a gentleman who happened to train CIA agents in shooting techniques. I clearly remember my application and money orders on my desk for weeks as I pondered owning a 9mm semiautomatic. I had become a new father and something in my head told me that little kids and guns shouldn’t be in the same place. So, one day I ripped up that gun license application and the money orders, never to legally own a gun again.

It was probably a good move because there were one or two times in my life I became so enraged and angry at a person, I may have shot them in a fit of rage. But that was me, no one really knows what your mindset is when something pushes you to the point of reaching for a hand-held death machine. That is why education, licensing and thorough background checks are a must.

To all those massacred children, I apologize that the Supreme Court disregarded your deaths. I hoped national laws would prevent any American from carrying a gun. At least Congress, for the first time across party lines agreed to do something about senseless gun ownership. I also apologize to my friend Gene Frazier.

One day, probably well after I am dead, I think guns will be banned. You see, society has no choice except to leave guns to licensed professionals like police officers, etc. If we all carry guns for self-defense, I guarantee you a large percentage of those weapons will be used for unjustified reasons and the massacres will continue.

If we are all truly to be allowed to protect ourselves in self-defense by carrying guns, then every taxi driver should be allowed to own a gun and keep it in his taxi as well. If Gene Frazier had a gun it would not have helped him because a bullet was put in the back of his head.

The last two years taxi drivers across the country were killed by COVID-19. Isn’t it enough stress worrying about your life being taken from the breath of a passenger? How safe would you feel if every passenger had a gun? Your life may end the way Gene Frazier’s did.

Be safe and good luck.