“So, You Were In The Air Force?” The Best Man Laughed. “What’d You Do, File Paperwork?” I Didn’t Answer. Then The Groom’s Father—A Retired General—Saw My Tattoo. His Glass Froze Mid-Air. “Ma’am… You’re Phantom One.” Before Turning To His Son: “Apologize. Now!” EVERYONE WENT SILENT. I Was Ridiculed at my Sister’s Wedding - Until The Groom’s Dad Saw My Tattoo: “Phantom One?” I stood at the back of the ballroom with a flute of champagne and a plan: smile, be supportive, don’t make waves. I’d flown