Those who know me also know of my once-passionate desire to fly fighter jets, cruelly terminated at the tender age of 22 by the U.S. Navy. After running me through all their tests, the uniformed guys with the cool planes said I met every requirement with flying colors, pardon the pun, except one: they frowned on my marginal color blindness (which I wasn't aware of before the physical). For me, this was a tragic time of unspeakable unhappiness — a regulations-shattering rejection of my very soul. Yes, I wept, as the world did, for it would never see me lose a $50 million F-16 over some godforsaken land, given my directions-challenged brain. I can get lost in my driveway. Anyhoo, I got drunk, and then I got over it. And that's my woebegone story that brings you this equally cool garden, whose relationship to my story is self-evident. (Garden lovers my butt. It's for P-51 and Corsair lovers.)
😞Sadly, I'm closing my Garden Aircraft Pinwheel Collection. 😢Balancing my full-time career and this passion project has been tough. Before shutting down, I want to share my creations with as many garden lovers as possible.
— Protezo (@ProtezoStore) January 19, 2024
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