What’s in a name

I was teaching a service school at Shepard Air Force base in Wichita Falls Texas. The school was a lot of fun as the service techs in the air force were quite sharp. They had a lot of interesting questions, which helps me improve on what I am teaching. I finished and figured I would head back to my hotel.

However, they had had a base IG inspection and had passed with flying colors. They decided to have a celebration party and invited me to attend. I figured, why not.

The base commander was a bird colonel who’s name I can’t remember. I have a psychological failing when it comes to names. I can remember people and voices. You can call me on the phone and i will know who you are, what kind of car you drive, and how many kids you have, but not a clue to your name.

Well anyway I was hanging out with the base commander enjoying a cocktail and meeting people. Well, every time he introduced me to someone, he kept forgetting my name. After the third time, I explained to him that I have a psychological failing when it comes to names, however a bird colonel in the Air Force who can’t remember Billy Mitchell has a problem.

I ran into him years later, he still remembered my name.