when I was a lieutenant, I had a temp job as a protocol officer as I waited for ICBM training to start. This was at Vandenberg AFB in central california.
There was a big dinner honoring a community legend, and I had the duty to walk the script over to the night's emcee. I was told he was a stockbroker and had to drive up to Santa Maria to meet him in his office.
I was in my USAF blues, this was before you could wear your battle dress (camo) all the time. So I walk into this guy's office and he kind of looks me up and down. Then he sees my nametag.
He sits back in his chair and lets out this amused chortle and points and goes "Nooooooooooonan!"

This was weird and awkward. I could feel my face burning and he recognized my embarrassment. He chuckles again and just says "Noonan," kind of under his breath.
I'm 23. Kind of speechless. So I just stand there like a jackass in my blues with an emcee script in my hand. He kind of recognizes how awkward it was for me and smiles like he simply cannot get over his amusement at this dopey lieutenant standing in front of him.
"L-T," he said using the informal AIr Force jargon. "Do you know who I am?"

Shook my head.

"You ever see Caddyshack?"

Nodded.

"You like it?"

"I loved it Sir."

"Good. Because I'm the real Danny Noonan."

My eyes kind of opened up and it all fell together.
His last name was Murray. Bill was obviously in the movie. His office was covered in golf paraphernalia, even had a putting hole in his floor if I remember right.

Ed was something of a local legend and the base loved to have him host big events.
He told me a couple of stories that had me in tears I was laughing so hard. Including, if I'm remembering this right, a story about being in the USAF as airborne tanker and painting something I won't describe on the female-end of the refueling mechanism.
A couple weeks later, he sent me a really nice email. "Come by the office Noonan, I've got something for you."

When I came by, he had a hat from his brothers' new business venture, Murray Bros. Caddyshack, a kind of Top Golf style joint in Florida.
I walked back in, a little more comfortable this time, and he grinned and jumped up. He could not be more amused at my name. "C'mere Noonan, here's something from me and the guys."

It was a hat with Caddyshack on the front. And it was signed by all the Murray brothers.
They'd written things like "Noonan!!!!" "Miss it!!" "The world needs ditch diggers!!" "NnnnnnnnnnOOOnan."

I was floored that they all got together to open a new business but Ed took the time to remember me and do something so nice and kind for this dumb Lieutenant he just met.
I ran into him a few months later at a local casino. He called me out on the floor and told me to sit my ass next to him at the blackjack table, ordered me a whiskey (his choice not mine), and taught me how to play blackjack.
RIP to just a great guy. Gave me a story i'll never forget. He didn't have to show the slightest interest in some dumb kid, but could not have been more warm and gracious and entertaining.

I'll pour a whiskey out for him tonight. A great, great man. /fin
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