We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The letter writer behave like a jerk and deserved to be made to feel like one. This would have been bad enough from some yahoo who doesn't know a service ribbon from a Christmas ornament but someone who served should have exercised a little bit of discretion before writing such a letter. Poor boo-boo had his feathers ruffled while eating his Cheerios? Too freakin' bad.
Think twice, apologize 99% less often.
Perhaps the jerk learned a lesson, perhaps not. Jerks are weird that way.
My office is located in a high rise office building about a mile away from a federal military cemetery. I can assure you that if you don't know what it is, the noise from a flyby can scare the you-know-what out of you, especially when the one jet puts on the juice and goes straight up. The fact is, these jets fly at such speed that they are right on top of you before the sound catches up and it can be quite startling.
We also get cannon salutes from time to time, which could also be somewhat disconcerting if you are ignorant of what is happening.
Fortunately, most people here are used to it, so nobody makes a fuss about it.