A short story that hopefully isn’t connected to anything soon: grew up in the Midwest, spent my middle school/high school years in Kansas City. I used to play roller and ice hockey on a travel team so we were always around this same group of families as we traveled playing hockey. One of the kids that was one of my better friends had a dad that was a pilot out of Whiteman in Missouri. I guess I thought his dad was a fighter jet pilot because when I was there for a weekend, he took us to show what he flies…a B-2 Bomber. Being 9/10, we were allowed to look in the plane but I remember that still being pretty quick and hush hush. We got to fly the simulator which was fun of course but always wondered about that guy. There were a couple times where he would run out of tournaments or not be there the next day for “missions”. Looking back he could have been having a mistress but 9/11 did happen shortly after so didn’t see him for quite some time. As cool as it was to see those things fly, I sure hope we aren’t using those anytime soon.