Interesting question. In 1964 I started graduate school at Yale and applied for a Connecticut concealed carry permit. In those days you first had to get a permit from your local police chief that was only valid in his jurisdiction. You then sent that to the Connecticut State Police and they would issue a permit that was valid state-wide. I believe each of these permits was $1.00 and was good for 1 year. Since I lived in New Haven, I applied through the New Haven PD and underwent fingerprinting and a background check. About 3 weeks later I got a call telling me that I passed the background check, but since I was a Yale student, I had to go through the Chief of the Yale PD (an 8 man force at that time) to get my permit, which would require a personal interview. When I showed up, I was shown into his office and asked to take a seat. He was sitting behind a desk wearing a blue button-down shirt and a striped tie and was smoking a pipe. He looked more like a professor than a police chief. He made some very polite small-talk about my education and background and then said, "Do you like guns?". I said "Yes". He then pressed the intercom button on his desk and told his secretary to type up a pistol permit for me. She brought it in and he signed it and impressed a seal on it and handed it to me. I then sent it to the State Police and received my state permit about a week later.
A long answer to a very straightforward question, but the experience was so unusual and made a strong impression on me, so I thought others might be interested.