Today I rode to two Honor Guard ceremonies. After the second ceremony, I went to a restaurant a half mile away. When I left, a woman held the door for me. That actually happens a lot when I am in a dress uniform. Women hold the door for me.
Outside she looked at my uniform, waved in the direction of my medals and said, "You must be important. I mean, look at that stripe down your pants legs. Impressive."
She smiled and said, "I knew it! Now you be careful on the roads!" I was putting on my bike helmet as she spoke.