I did a lot of research before I purchased this order. I checked about 6 or 7 sites; I even bought one jacket on spec from one site and returned it because I didn't like the way it fit.
This is by far and away the best jacket I could buy for my money. (I spent a total of $1200 on the whole thing: That includes the $549 I spent on the initial jacket—The Cockpit Modified G-1 Leather Flight Jacket—plus the nose art, which consists of a large, Navy Chit on the back, 5 small Japanese flags, U.S.N. painted underneath the collar, and an officer's US flying wings on the front (on the left front, about 2 1/2 inches wide.)
I only can say that the jacket is beautiful. Warm. Wear's with ease and comfort (especially while driving my 1979 Corvette in Northern California), and when it gets warm, the mouton collar comes off with ease.
My dad was a flyer in WWII (or as family lore has it). Officially (and according to his official naval records) he was a second lieutenant (read: Second Looie) on a minesweeper in the South Pacific. He was, though, given the American Theatre Ribbon, the American Theatre Ribbon-1 star, and the Victoria Ribbon World War II. That's according to his official records. The family lore has it differently.
I am exceptionally proud to wear this jacket as a tribute to the Old Man. Heads turn wherever I go (I'm not sure if that's because of the Corvette or because of the jacket or because of both. Who knows?) On the inside, I had something special done—I had The Naval Flyers Creed—sewn into the lining (from a different distributor).
I don't know if I said so, but this jacket is a mark of pride and salutation for what the boys (they were not “men” until they went through The War) for 4 years, both they, their buddies, and of course, their families. It was a different world back then. I am 56-years-old today, I am proud to have a small part in what they played, they prayed, and some of them died for.
My father was lucky enough to come out of it alive, and he lived until the ripe old age of 74. He didn't talk much about his years in the war. It just wasn't done then. Maybe now it would have been different, but then. . . Well. . .
Here's to you, Dad. May you Rest in Peace, with Grace and Thanks. Forever,
Your Loving Son, Carl.
Reviewed by: (Verified Buyer) Carl Richmond from Pacific Grove CA.