Patriots

On this Veteran's Day, I think of my father who was an Air Force fighter pilot.   He was an obsessively dedicated and talented hotshot.
In 1962, he spent about a week in an airplane on a tarmac in Florida, waiting to see if he would have to bomb Cuba.

"I lived in that machine with an atomic bomb strapped to my ass."

That's how he put it.

He was lucky that John F. Kennedy was president.   Because my father was a good soldier.