You were not particularly happy when pilots you flew with called you Mommy Platoon Leader. Did you consider this sexual harassment? Oh, please. No, it’s not. They were just giving me a hard time, because I served hot cocoa. Do you know what? That hot cocoa got my pilots and crew chiefs warm faster, my crews took off faster and they were more deadly. If marshmallows and blowing kisses on the hot cocoa made my men more deadly, I would have done that too.