All,
So, I was a terrible High School student and barely graduated. The only thing that kept me in line was being a cadet in JRROTC. Our Commander was Col. (ret) James Thompson, and when I think back to my time in HS he was the only person (as in teachers) that I had fond memories of. Now, don't think that we were buddy-buddy or anything, but I remember him always taking time to listen or speak to a cadet when ever you entered his office. I never saw him mad, never raise his voice, and never pontificate about his time in the military. I knew he was a Pilot in Korea and I knew that he was quasi-famous for shooting down a General or something in Korea. I also knew that his plane was commemorated with some unique nose art entitled "The Huff" after that particular kill. Other than that, I really did not know the man nor did I want to disappoint him. Frankly, I respected him and he was probably the only reason why I stayed in line in HS because the thought of disappointing him was un-thinkable.
During my time as a Cadet, he was one of the reasons why I was elevated to the rank of Cadet Lt. Col and charged with the responsibility with being a Squadron Commander. It was a huge accomplishment for me as there were only two Squadron Commanders and one Cadet Commander. Man, I could not believe it! Out of all the cadets, I was chosen to take one of three top spots. I was on cloud 9 starting my senior year in HS and true to form I pucked it all up. I lasted as Squadron Commander for about 2 months after I brazenly left a ad hoc meeting set up by our NCO's (the real ones) before it even started declaring that the meeting was a waste of my time. The NCO's were pissed, because come to find out the meeting was about some serious issues regarding the Corps and I decided to skip it. What they were I don't remember, but serious enough to require my attendance whether the meeting was scheduled or hastily put together. The bottomline of the lesson I learned: never miss a movement!
For my insolence, I was fired from being a Squadron Commander and demoted to a Captain. My JRROTC job for the rest of my senior year? Cadet officer in charge of recruitment who presented slide show briefings/presentations to 8th graders in middle school. Yup, showing kids that "they could all they could be" and "Aim High". I barely graduated HS thereafter, traveled the States for a year and joined the USAF and went to Japan.
I recently decided to look him up to see if he was still alive and surprisingly he lived a couple miles from my shop. I got his number from an author who interviewed a while back and my son and I visited him after Christmas. When I called him he told me he did not remember me and called one of our NCO's to verify who I was. When he realized who I was, we went about setting up a time to visit. When we did, we went to his house he and his wife were very gracious to host us. He looked the same and his demeanor was the same, but we had a very interesting conversation about his life and times. Of which, I had no idea about some the hardships he went through. For example, I had no idea he was in an orphanage as a child and how he became a pilot in the first place.
Nonetheless, I went to visit him for the sole purpose of thanking him for being a father figure to me and that (after all these years) I never forgot him. He was stunned and told me that out of all the cadets in his years as a Commander in HS, I was the only one who looked him up. He did tell me that he "ran into other cadets" by accident and "one happened to stop" years ago. But, to go to the lengths by way of searching, (even researching obituaries) find him and look him up...I was the first. So, I felt pretty good about that and I was happy to see him and introduce him to my boy.
As a bonus, he signed my 1:18 "The Huff" F-86 plane that was produced by 21st Century Toys. Who, by the way, he said created the most accurate representation of his bird he has ever seen. In fact, he told me that when they came out he called 21st Century Toys to introduce himself and request a plane...they never called him back. Anyway, he signed my plane on the wing and also gave me some signed prints that were printed by an artist. So, here are a couple of pics:
Sorry for the long story and I will be making a Wiki page in honor of him soon.
John from Texas