15 years ago, I gave my youngest daughter one of my old field jackets to wear at college during the winter because it came below her hips and thus kept the wind off her lower back. I had removed all my rank & US Army tags; I may have left on my name tag so that it was identifiable as her coat. I also gave her my old cotton, zip up PT hoodie which she found useful and warm. Other students thought she belonged to the ROTC unit, but she would tell them, these were my dad’s from his years in the Army.
I had no problem and saw none with giving her them to wear.
Also, she was NOT running for a publicly elected office like this possible jerk.
And I was quite honored when she asked me to wear my dress blues for the Junior year “Dad’s” ball that the all women’s college had as its main yearly event.
I wore my Dad’s field jacket from his time at the Infantry school. It had his jump wings and the “Follow me” patches sewn on. No one ever mistook me for “stolen valor.” And I never suggested for a second that I had served.
I understand times have changed. I was proud of his service. But too many people like to pretend the are something they are not.
It’s quite clear what he was attempting to do. Disgusting!