Author: Don Fraser


I donít think that I have ever had prestige. I married well and raised my children as best that I could, but I was just an ordinary man, I thought I had prestige when I was in high school, I was a star athlete, but so were others. I was good looking, but so were others, winning the hundred yard dash or making a touchdown never gave me that much prestige, when I would walk in the halls of my school, no one except my friends would recognized me, I could have not even gone to that school for all people knew.

And when I went into the Air Force and flew a fighter jet, I was just another pilot, and when I shot down five enemy jets. Other pilots said I was lucky. But when my commanding officer took some fire in the tail section of his aircraft and I followed his parachute down and landed near him. It was then That I was a hero and had respect and prestige.


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