My Dad ran away from a farm to join the Air Force. Decades later he retired and moved to Texas. It was something to see my Dad in a cowboy hat down at the feed store with the other farmers. I had known him as a radar technician and a Minuteman flight control officer. He did run 50 head of cattle, though, so he had “earned the hat”.
My Dad ran away from a farm to join the Air Force. Decades later he retired and moved to Texas. It was something to see my Dad in a cowboy hat down at the feed store with the other farmers. I had known him as a radar technician and a Minuteman flight control officer. He did run 50 head of cattle, though, so he had “earned the hat”.