Here are the Navy wings of gold that my dad wore, above, with mine below. The difference between them are that he was a naval aviator with the iconic single anchor on his wings, designating him a pilot, while I was a naval flight officer with two anchors on the device, handling (in the Tomcat) navigation, communications, weapons systems and the like. Having the TWO anchors vice his ONE anchor meant that we were twice as good (Dad always guffawed whenever I mentioned that.) Both are symbols of so many things, not the least being dedication, perseverance, excellence and a deep sense of duty and service. The pin between them was his command pin, given to and worn by those who were chosen and honored to command a squadron, a ship, or some at-sea organization in our Navy.
Next time I get to slip the surly bonds of earth and go flying, my dad’s bling will go for one last flight.