This is a bit of a stretch, but it’s also a good story. My 57 year old uncle was in the Air Force when he was younger, and now he’s completely blind and sings barber shop with the “Sound of the Rockies”. On Thursday the group is singing in Normandy for the 75th anniversary of D-Day at a commemoration ceremony thing. That in itself is cool and I’m excited. However, the crazy part is, my family flew from the US to come to the ceremony, and my uncle decides to contact one of his French Air Force buddies to get together for lunch. So on a whim, he calls this dude he hasn’t seen in decades and the guy invites us all to his house for lunch. It was lovely, awesome guy, nice family, great food. About an hour or two after we get there my uncle mentions that his French bud retired (he was pretty old so we didn’t think anything of it) and that he stole a plane. Now that got our attention. I don’t think any of us really understood what they were talking about (and keep in mind his English was good, but not perfect, and my French is terrible) so we kinda forgot about it and just enjoyed the day. His daughter was lovely and we talked about classical novels and stuff for an hour or two, then we all went to a soap store. That was Saturday. Today I just got curious and googled his name. Apparently he was acting head of the entire French Air Force and retired in 2017 partly because of the incident they were talking about. Weirdest story I’ve ever told.