Dividing up the items from a family estate, my son called for the casket flag of his grandfather. No fight, we are a friendly family.
He has it hanging in large a north facing window, and after years, it is getting sun faded. I suggested that he preserve it from the reflected sun damage.
His response was he would rather it faded to nothing, with people asking about it, than hide it from damage.
His grandfather was US Army Airforce, Africa and Italy, WW 2.
JimK will understand that "Just a Mechanic", in an outfit that never lost a plane to mechanical failure is just as prideful as being the pilot.
345th Fighter Squadron, the Devilhawks, P47's.
My son attended one of the last reunions of the squadron, with my wife and I and our other son. Great bunch of guys, and well organized.