
Yea, we've all seen the airplanes, but seeing the old men now who did such amazing things then is what really rings my bell. By buddy's dad had just moved into assisted living and had come across his old jacket...it still fit him perfectly. We persuaded him to wear out out for Sunday breakfast...what a stir...the looks and smiles. An active duty pilot (UAVs...does that count?) came over, shook his hand and chatted him up. It gave him a little boost, but he knew what he had done. 34 missions, two crash landings and now he was having breakfast with his grown son and some friends. What a life!