"Who can not conquer with such troops as these?" - Stonewall Jackson
I woke up this morning and told Beloved "Happy Military Anniversary". He gave me a quirky smile. He knows me well. Just as I was about to say some "old man" jokes, he quickly cut me off and diffused my thunder by saying, "I have spent more of my life in the military than I have out." (He joined when he was 18) Any other person wouldn't have know what to do with this invasion tactic. I came in and teased from another strategic position. After all, as he becomes increasingly one of the oldest guys and is often the eldest in any flying scenarios, it has given me opportunity to gather up more material. I do have the advantage because some of the guys he is serving with now are either (a) young men who he watched grow up from elementary school age due to being the sons of former comrades, or (b) some of the young men he works with were not even born when he joined the military. None of this effects me much until I get a glimpse of how I too am becoming old. That tends to come when a few girl-friends track me down and want reassurance, so they ask, "Is Iceman gonna be with my baby this trip?" And by the words "my baby" they don't mean their hubbies anymore!