The day before the super bowl ,I hit the pub after work on Saturday . Watching college ball, two guys show up, I bust balls for two hours. Laughing, beers. Great time. They got talking and said they were pilots, former marine majors in the air force. One flew a Haaro and the other F 18, now commercial pilots, in town to see their uncle and watch super bowl with him, in Chestnut hill, Phila.
They told great funny stories, I was humbled. They asked what I did , and most times I feel cool saying I’m a tree climber and do tree work , but ..., I bet they hate x war pilots more than tree climbers , my guess