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A number of years ago my sister, who spends her summers crewing on a B-17, bought me an L-1 lightweight flight jacket after I went for a flight in it. Of course, the jacket has the Commemorative Air Force's Sentimental Journey image on the back.
I was born and raised on air force bases and my Dad flew as a ball turret gunner in a B-17 during WW2. So, I added his name patch on the jacket in his memory. Then I got a ride in the EAA's Aluminum Overcast B-17, so I added that patch. Now my jacket looks like "that guy".
The jacket is the most light weight and comfortable jacket I own. I live in a climate where it is perfect for the winter weather. I also have various physical problems that make the light weight, and ease of getting on an off, preferable.
However, I felt like "that guy" when I wore it, so I rarely did.
Recently I had back surgery and the benefits I noted above became even more important. So I started wearing it again. And again, I got very self-conscious wearing it around our small town.
So, I asked my wife to buy me a "clean" L-1 jacket for Christmas. I wanted exactly the same jacket but without all the patches and logos. I wanted the benefit of the jacket without all the self-conscious junk on it.
Unfortunately, I screwed up and sent her the wrong link to the Sporty's website. I ended up with an M-1 jacket which I hate (way too bulky). It is getting returned.
I started thinking more about my jacket and whether I really needed another one. I also started thinking about some of the conversations I had recently gotten into because of the jacket.
About a month ago, a neighbor I had never talked to, saw me wearing it while working in the front yard. He and his wife stopped and asked me about the jacket. He then started telling me his story about his father who flew in the air force.
A short while after that I'm in this busy store and this teenage girl who worked there asked me if I was a pilot? I said yes and she went on a ten minute description of going on her first ride in a small plane. The young girls eyes were just lit up talking about it. I didn't say much, just listened. It made me feel good that she got such joy out of telling her story.
Then two days ago I'm in line at CVS and this grey-haired guy about my age walks up and says, "Ten missions in a B-52 in Vietnam!", with a wide grin on his face. I explained my family spent 3 years at Grand Forks AFB where Dad helped put together strike packages for the B-52s stationed there during the MAD days. He spent a few minutes telling me about a couple of his missions. It was obvious he was proud of his service.
I found these recent interactions to be something that really touched me (Yes, I'm old and sentimental). None of these would have happened if I hadn't been wearing my dorky jacket.
I've decided I'm not going to get a new jacket. The new memories my old one is creating are kind of precious to me. I've decided I'm ok with being THAT guy.
I was born and raised on air force bases and my Dad flew as a ball turret gunner in a B-17 during WW2. So, I added his name patch on the jacket in his memory. Then I got a ride in the EAA's Aluminum Overcast B-17, so I added that patch. Now my jacket looks like "that guy".
The jacket is the most light weight and comfortable jacket I own. I live in a climate where it is perfect for the winter weather. I also have various physical problems that make the light weight, and ease of getting on an off, preferable.
However, I felt like "that guy" when I wore it, so I rarely did.
Recently I had back surgery and the benefits I noted above became even more important. So I started wearing it again. And again, I got very self-conscious wearing it around our small town.
So, I asked my wife to buy me a "clean" L-1 jacket for Christmas. I wanted exactly the same jacket but without all the patches and logos. I wanted the benefit of the jacket without all the self-conscious junk on it.
Unfortunately, I screwed up and sent her the wrong link to the Sporty's website. I ended up with an M-1 jacket which I hate (way too bulky). It is getting returned.
I started thinking more about my jacket and whether I really needed another one. I also started thinking about some of the conversations I had recently gotten into because of the jacket.
About a month ago, a neighbor I had never talked to, saw me wearing it while working in the front yard. He and his wife stopped and asked me about the jacket. He then started telling me his story about his father who flew in the air force.
A short while after that I'm in this busy store and this teenage girl who worked there asked me if I was a pilot? I said yes and she went on a ten minute description of going on her first ride in a small plane. The young girls eyes were just lit up talking about it. I didn't say much, just listened. It made me feel good that she got such joy out of telling her story.
Then two days ago I'm in line at CVS and this grey-haired guy about my age walks up and says, "Ten missions in a B-52 in Vietnam!", with a wide grin on his face. I explained my family spent 3 years at Grand Forks AFB where Dad helped put together strike packages for the B-52s stationed there during the MAD days. He spent a few minutes telling me about a couple of his missions. It was obvious he was proud of his service.
I found these recent interactions to be something that really touched me (Yes, I'm old and sentimental). None of these would have happened if I hadn't been wearing my dorky jacket.
I've decided I'm not going to get a new jacket. The new memories my old one is creating are kind of precious to me. I've decided I'm ok with being THAT guy.
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