Little Johnny Jet1953

[first lines]

Mary:
[seeing a depressed John land in the hangar] Any luck today, John?

John:
No, Mary, same as yesterday. I went to every airport in town, and they just don't have any use for an old, burned-out B-29.

Mary:
Nonsense. [she and John kiss] You can fly as well as any of those newfangled airplanes. Did you tell them of your wonderful war record? [John looks at a portrait of himself as a proud, well-decorated war plane] A hero of ninety missions over the Pacific?

John:
Yeah. I even showed them my purple heart. [suddenly upset] But all they want nowadays is jets, jets, jets!

Mary:
Now, now, John, watch your oil pressure.