A Bully Slapped an 81-Year-Old Navy Veteran in a Small-Town Diner — One Hour Later, His Son Walked In… with the Hells Angels The morning sun came in through the blinds at Ashefield Diner, striping the Formica like a flag folded into light. Coffee steamed, the radio mumbled traffic on U.S.-17, and the little Stars-and-Stripes by the register leaned in a plastic stand beside the tip jar. Walter—eighty-one, Navy cap soft with years—sat in his corner booth the way he always did, back straight, hands