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She was a tall, leggy blonde that I met in a bar during my stint as a fighter pilot for the Navy. I had just been transferred to a new, prestigious school when lo and behold, this blond I’d so dismally crashed and burned with turned out to be one of my instructors. A whirlwind romance ensued during which she taught me to trust myself, and I taught her to love. In the end, I was able to pull through and save my fellow fliers, despite my guilt over the death of my copilot.