Air Force Pilot at Age 4
Here I am in 1960 at age 4 in Oklahoma City on Shartel Street exchanging some Christmas cheer with a cute little thing from my neighborhood while wearing my irresistibly tight-fitting green Air Force flight suit with pilot wings and rank insignia of Captain. Notice the politically incorrect tendencies associated with holding a toy rifle. So you can see I knew exactly how to get the chicks at an early age. This poor girl never had a chance. Strange but true: In 1988 I ended my Air Force service commitment as a Captain, a pilot, and assigned to Tinker AFB, in Oklahoma City. I still enjoy guns, too.
Air Force Pilot at Age 4
Here I am in 1960 at age 4 in Oklahoma City on Shartel Street exchanging some Christmas cheer with a cute little thing from my neighborhood while wearing my irresistibly tight-fitting green Air Force flight suit with pilot wings and rank insignia of Captain. Notice the politically incorrect tendencies associated with holding a toy rifle. So you can see I knew exactly how to get the chicks at an early age. This poor girl never had a chance. Strange but true: In 1988 I ended my Air Force service commitment as a Captain, a pilot, and assigned to Tinker AFB, in Oklahoma City. I still enjoy guns, too.