Almost three years ago I posted a thread titled "A Big Day", reporting that I had just pinned my original wings on my daughter.
A few days ago I was honored to pin those same, 40 year old wings on my son. Needless to say, I am obnoxiously, disgustingly proud. One Navy and one Marine Naval Aviator.
My old squadron mate (and still best friend) just beat cancer, my dog likes me more than he likes my wife, and my wife doesn't especially like either of us very much. Neither the dog nor I really give a damn. Life is good.
I'm putting those old wings away for perhaps another generation.
A few days ago I was honored to pin those same, 40 year old wings on my son. Needless to say, I am obnoxiously, disgustingly proud. One Navy and one Marine Naval Aviator.
My old squadron mate (and still best friend) just beat cancer, my dog likes me more than he likes my wife, and my wife doesn't especially like either of us very much. Neither the dog nor I really give a damn. Life is good.
I'm putting those old wings away for perhaps another generation.