True Story from a Kansas State Highway Patrol Officer:
My youngest son was, for a time, a member of the Blue Team in Kansas City, the Kansas City Police Department.
Kansas City has the best Rookie training program within about 500 miles, so people from different police departments, Sheriffs and the Highway Patrol, combine in any class.
He ran into a friend of his who had gone on to the Kansas Highway Patrol. As is common with officers in any military or semi-military who happen to get together, after the back pounding, the first thing to come up is, “Where can we get a couple of beers and see who can tell the best combat story (lie)".
His friend went first as he claimed to have the funniest story anyone in the Highway Patrol had ever encountered. He said, “I made a traffic stop on an elderly lady the other day for speeding on U.S. 166 Eastbound at Mile Marker 73 just East of Sedan , KS. I asked for her driver's license, registration, and proof of insurance.
The lady took out the required information and handed it to me. In with the cards I was somewhat surprised (due to her advanced age) to see she had a conceal carry permit. I looked at her and ask if she had a weapon in her possession at this time.
She responded that she indeed had a .45 automatic in her glove box. Something---body language or the way she said it -- made me want to ask if she had any other firearms. She did admit to also having a 9mm Glock in her center console.
Now I had to ask one more time if that was all. She responded once again that she did have “Just one more”, a .38 snub-nose, Chief’s Special in her purse.
I then asked her of what was she afraid of.
She looked me right in the eye and said:
"Not a damn thing, sonny!"”
Seniors - Don't mess with us. We didn't get old by being stupid!!!