The rcat batallion in 1956 had a young corporal who had been through the NCO academy, which at the time awarded a special swagger-stick to graduates. He carried the damn thing everywhere. And, he liked to point it at you, and even JAB at you with it to make his point.
 
Well, the troops got tired of that, and one day the swagger stick disappeared.
 
Some many weeks later, as the stored inventory of rcats had been worked through to some extent, they one day flew one that had been repaired many weeks earlier, and place in the storage.
 
When that plane flew, and after its mission the chute opened, there hanging below on a piece of rope was the swagger stick.
 
He never pointed it at anyone again.
 
Bob Howell