[Mike B.]

This happened on a flight getting ready to depart for Dodge City. Jack
was sitting on the plane when a guy took the seat beside him. The guy
was an emotional wreck, pale, hands shaking, moaning in fear. "What's
the matter?" Jack asked. "I've been transferred to Dodge City, there
are crazy people there. They've got lots of shootings, gangs, race
riots, drugs, poor public schools, and the highest crime rate."

Jack replied, "I've lived in Dodge all my life. It's not as bad as
the media says. Find a nice home, go to work, mind your own business,
enroll your kids in a nice private school. It's as safe a place as
anywhere in the world."

The guy relaxed and stopped shaking and said, "Oh, thank you. I've been
worried to death. But if you live there and say it's OK, I'll take your word for it.

What do you do for a living?"

"Me?" said Jack. "I'm a tail gunner on a Budweiser truck."