Russell E. Saltzman on the disappearing Great Plains blues :
There is hearty chauvinism Kansans can never shed, and it only gets worse when you happen across a Johnson County Kansan. Part of that, I think, is because we live so close to Missouri, with only a road between us. We looked good by comparison, nudged up so near Kansas City and its legacy of Prohibition booze and the Pendergast machine (that got rich making the booze) that vaulted Harry Truman into politics. Plus, we grew up with vivid stories of the Missouri-Kansas Border War from a century earlier.
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