I drove Traci to work this morning and ran in to grab a cup of coffee. While I'm standing there waiting to pay one of the old ranchers sitting at a table strikes up a conversation and this is how it went; "So I hear you're from New York." "Yes Sir." "What in the world made you move to La Junta? There ain't sh*t here." "Well I lived here 9 years ago and fell in love with the place. Now that I'm retired the woman and I decided it was time to get out of NY. Taxes are disgustingly high, the gun laws are despicable, Cuomo is a Nazi, and the crime is getting out of control." "Retired?! You're too young to be retired." "Believe me, it wasn't my choice. I took a forced medical retirement for a line of duty injury." "Well that makes sense, but this place is going to hell. Damn Mexicans and druggies everywhere." "No disrespect Sir, but you guys don't have sh*t for crime around here. Last month the Fowler Police Chief was bragging about busting 2 houses and getting like 20 bags of heroin, a few hundred dollars and a couple of dealers. The night before that happened where I live? They busted one house with one dealer and took 500 bags of heroin, a few hundred pain pills, a dozen ecstasy pills, a few ounces of weed, some crack, and several thousand dollars. Hell, just this weekend there was a double stabbing, a shooting, a murder, an arson fire that killed an elderly couple and their dog, and two high risk federal warrants served that netted two fugitives wanted for skipping bail on murder charges. What did you have, a couple of smashed pumpkins and a bar fight?" "I suppose." "Besides, I'm not worried about it. If you're dumb enough to jump my fence with all the beware of dog signs and motion lights, you'll get what you deserve if you make it inside." "What kind of dogs do you have." "We've got 4 pitbulls ranging from 45lbs to 85lbs, and they don't like strangers. That's the least of your worries though because you'll have to deal with my old lady and any number of weapons she can lay her hands on before you get to her." "Well what about you? What are you going to do, lay there and let you woman fight your battles for you?" "No Sir. I sleep between my wife, the weapons, and the door. More than likely, that last thing you're ever going to see in this world is a 300lb, half-naked, pissed off Marine coming for your ass." He just stared at me and the guy sitting next to him laughed and called him a dumb ass.