My father was stationed in PA during his final years in the military. The rest of the family had moved back to Maine, waiting for him to retire.

I had one of his old company shirts (forget which he was in, sorry). So I was wearing it while out with friends at the store and this guy comes up and asks if I was military and in said company. Thought he was going to be one of those guys who gives you shit for wearing the shirt if you aren't in. So I tell him no, my father was. Guy asks his name.

"You're Sargent's son!? No kidding! I'm up on vacation right now. Just talked to him last week! Holy shit now I see why you looked so familiar, I thought you were one of the privates!"