Since you mentioned planes:
Here's the Best grandpa in the history of grandpa's.
Baling wire was a luxury to him.
He taught me at about 8 years old to always use the back of your hand to test a live wire because 220v will close your hand and you'll probably smell up the place as you die.
All that's left of him lives in my shop. I am the only living person who knew him.
Little guy, 5'4" maybe 120lbs.
Always said he was a cook. He couldn't stir water let alone cook.
I think his nose-art painted horsehide/coyote flight jacket and his size probably meant he was a tail gunner.
The jacket always hung in his closet. No tales told.
The flag was his pall. I'm not sure he's happy about the display and I'm told many medals are missing. I didn't do the display, but I'll sure preserve it.
I'm a Damn good grandpa because of him.
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