Did someone mate my Mom without my Dad knowing it? And yes women's arm pits smell bad too.

Some old Jarhead came up to me today whilest I was intaking a deserved treat at the mall in Twin today during the mass towing marathon we had today.
So we was there talking on things and the guy says to me that he thinks that and it'd be a tribute if accurate , but he said I resembled Pappy Boyington at this age with my new hair cut.
So I came home and after getting rid of those sweet rolls from the bent over kneeling into the pocelan throne, I took a scan through some old pics of the famed Colonel, and sat em side by side you be the judge

Now I don't see any simularities but maybe some of ya'll do. But if so; could this be why both Dad and my Mom pushed me into the Marines? More over aviation and into the 214 to follow in Pappy's foot steps? Consider that Greg's death is on the 11th of January, consider he was born in Idaho, died near here, trained here in our valley, and many of the leadership traits and methods I learned and use today, I gleaned from Pappy? Does this mean that at some point during my conception that Pappy did the naughty with my Mom whilest dad was on the road trucking? 
Now consider, Pappy died due to complications with type 2 diabetes, I have type 2 diabetes, but neither my Dad nor my Mom had diabetes, although its in our family traits still it makes one wonder. 
Considering two my voice and Pappy's is so alike I was able to fool the wireless cable company here once by pretending to get service under Pappy's name?(I got service that way) Could that be why I was drawn to the Corsairs out at AirPower Muzzeeum, near Jerome? If I am to be compared and all with Pappy, then it's my honor and feel more than flattered. Because of all the military heros I have read about or aspired to, it is Pappy Boyington. For no man have I ever known have I loved nor cared about, although knowing him briefly still Greg was and is my earthly idol. 
Yes he was a rowdy, raunchy loud mouth alcoholic and yes he loved women, ALLOT. But in the air he was something and no fighter pilot ever did what he did, the way he did it, better than he did it.
Okay moving away .
I was at the Mall chowing down and this one gal who looked a bunch like some gal I stumbled upon in Wyoming off some social group, on Facebook, by the name of Roweena. And this gal today although drop dead georgeious, had under arm pit, stink that'd knock a buzzard off a manure wagon. I mean she stunk. The trouble is I guess she knew this and tried to mask it with some really foul parfume. Trouble is that perfume wasn't helping. It smelled as bad as some body putting deoderant on a skunk. This gal smelled.
My question then became as I asked the Maj. that was with me, should I say something? He said no. I didn't but my I wanted too.
Again want to say thanks to the brew crew at Anchors Bistro & Bar of Twin Falls Idaho, for hosting the WolfPack's Christmas party last night. Especially that Kylee that works there. She was awesome. Look for her on next years 2019 AyreWolvez Calendar. 
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