Well . . . concealed IS concealed. Then again, laws may go against you if you had reasons to be arrested and patted down.
A friend was dying a few weeks ago and I hurried to an out-of-town hospital. I arrived just before the main entrance would lock for the night and didn't know the area. I slid my J-frame airweight and pocket holster in my pocket and went inside.
ALL OVER THE PLACE, once I walked in were huge multiple signs with big red letters, stating that weapons were not allowed in the hospital.
I walked right in like I owned the place, speaking to a bunch of hospital employees hanging around the entrance desk . . . asked directions and went on my way.
Concealed IS concealed . . . and I didn't plan on doing a single thing that night other than what I've always done . . . which is be a peaceful citizen.
Exiting with a friend much later, we had to go out through the ER section . . . which was jammed packed with the uninsured who obviously weren't going anywhere for hours to come. The same signs were all over that area too!
Just outside the ER doors was a bored looking security guy who was eyeing everyone. I walked by, smiled and spoke . . . and kept on going.
Concealed IS concealed!
I had to walk all the way around the hospital to get to my car in the dim light, making me danged glad I had my roscoe in my pocket.
T.