I heard a true story about an Air Force pilot by the name of Charles Plumb whose plane was shot down during the Vietnam War and he safely parachuted down and was rescued. He said he was in a restaurant one time long after he retired when a man walked up to him and said hello and that he used to work for him in the military. The pilot asked him what he did and the guy said he was responsible for packing his parachute; in a kidding fashion the man said it must have worked.
The pilot was caught off guard by this because he never thought about how important these guys were before. He said he was just a cocky fighter pilot who never really paid attention to anyone but himself. His message in his speeches is "who packs your parachute?" Who do you owe respect, for what people do and mean to your life? A great message that I hope we all remember.
The pilot was caught off guard by this because he never thought about how important these guys were before. He said he was just a cocky fighter pilot who never really paid attention to anyone but himself. His message in his speeches is "who packs your parachute?" Who do you owe respect, for what people do and mean to your life? A great message that I hope we all remember.
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