The stolen valor characters are the ones that anger me the most. We had traveled to Austria a couple of years ago for one of our combination hunting (FN Hunting) and travel expeditions. Martin, the owner/outfitter/PH, who knows my background, was excited for me to meet a pair of American clients who would be departing the next morning. He stated one of the gentlemen was a Texan quite a hero, a Vietnam aviation veteran with multiple purple hearts, etc. We had drinks and dinner in Martin's lovely 18th century home. Both men are very successful and currently live in the Hill Country. I liked the gentleman without a military background immediately, but the alarm bells went off after about five minutes trying the chat with our hero. A successful Texas oil executive, he supposedly was also a retired Colonel in the reserves and was a WO officer and pilot in Vietnam where he saw extensive combat. But the necessary timelines were way off. As the evening progressed, he became more evasive.
When we returned to our room, I cleaned up and set out my clothes for the next morning's very early start for a hunt to take a capercaillie. Nancy was already propped up in bed working her iPad. I started to say something about how I was uncomfortable with the hero, when she stopped me and handed me the iPad. Her instincts are far better attuned than mine - I have always said she would know I was having an affair long before I did. Displayed was a Kerrville newspaper article of a few years before with a photo of our hero lecturing soldiers at Fort Hood wearing a Cav hat. He was being sued by another party for lying about his military service. He was never commissioned, never deployed to Vietnam, and had no long service in the reserves following the war. In short, he had made up a whole military biography about himself.
There were a couple of more stories about the suit and then apparently some sort of settlement was reached because all coverage stopped, as apparently did his appearances at Fort Hood. I won't provide his name, I rather suspect several folks here are acquainted with him. What was amazing to me, even after that sort of public exposure, he still felt compelled to live the lie among a new audience. His friend clearly believed him. I hope he had indigestion the remainder of the evening when Martin told him he would be dining with a retired Army officer.