When we parachuted into the invasion of Panama, the stick pusher on my bird was Staff Sergeant Muhar. He chickened out of the jump and flew back to Bragg. He left his infantry squad to fend for themselves in the middle of combat. We all jumped on a red light so I'm guessing he was transferred to HQ instead of getting the boot because there wasn't a green light. Anyhow, we terrorized him when we got back. We even made up running cadences - where is your jump star, mu-har?! Any witnessed acts of cowardice during your service?