During World War II Richard Wynn, on flight duty with the 8th Air Force Division in Europe was shot down and captured by the Germans. After a year as prisoner of war, he escaped and made his way back to his bomber group in England. One of his first acts there was to hunt up the corporal on duty in the parachute building.
“Corporal,” he said, “a year ago I had occasion to use one of the parachutes that your men had packed and I want you to know how delighted I was to find it in perfect working order. I give you my deepest compliments and appreciation.”
“You know, Lieutenant, funny thing,” the corporal replied. “In this work we never get any complaints.”
A man boards a plane with six kids. After they get settled in their seats, a woman sitting across the aisle leans over to him and asks, “Are all these kids yours?”
He replies, “No. I work for a condom company. These are customer complaints.”
The pastor of our church began his sermon with this story:
“I was on a plane last week, from Chicago to California, when we ran into some very severe turbulence.
As it got worse, the passengers became more and more alarmed, and even the flight attendants began to look concerned. Finally, one of them noticed that I had ‘Rev.’ in front of my name on the passenger list, came over to me, and said, ‘Sir, this is really frightening. Do you suppose you could, I don’t know…do something religious?'”
“So, I took up a collection.”