Skydivers, especially old-timers tell the best stories hands down.
They usually start with "no shit, there I was, thought I was gonna die".
I have all the respect in the world for all those old-time paratroopers and early skydivers. Many of whom are pioneers in the sport, and are still around today.
It took a lot of those ballsy people to sacrifice their lives back then, for me to be able to do my job safely (relatively) today.
Every time I see one I go up and introduce myself and shake their hand, and buy them a beer if I can.
They're always super appreciative, friendly as hell, and more than willing to talk about their very dangerous past.
It helps guys like me keep the right perspective.
