My Dad tells a story about Pappy that we always laugh over.
Shortly after the war, one of my Dad's VMF-241 (as opposed to Pappy's unit -- VMF-214) Marine buddies had become a cop in or near LA. So too his friend's wife, working in some admin job at the same precinct.
One night Pappy gets a little too loaded at a local bar. But the barkeep knows who Pappy is. So he calls the local cop, my Dad's buddy, and tells him, "we got Pappy Boyington here, a fellow Marine of yours. Maybe you can take him in and sober him up."
To make a long story short, my Dad's budddy brings Pappy back to the station, and tells him he will take him home to sleep things off at the end of the shift.
When the shift ends, my Dad's buddy and his admin wife set out for home with Pappy in the back seat.
Apparently my Dad's buddy did not completely fill in his wife about who was in the back, probably just telling her he was taking care of a fellow Marine. Because the wife during the ride home turns to Pappy and says, did you fly in the war also?
My Dad says Pappy said, "yeah, something like that."
So thanks for the memories from our Marine Corps family.