There is a lot of my own childhood in that article.
I grew up in South Texas and at least 4-5 times a week would run out of my living room to watch one of the jets from Beeville or Kingsville scream overhead. Even if it was just a crop-duster, I was that kid out in the yard waving up to the pilot hoping that he would see me and wobble his wings. Dad had been an air-crewman in S-2 trackers, and would wear his flight jacket occationally on the rare days that it got cold enough in that part of the country. When he wore that jacket, everyone treated him with a higher level of respect (and he was a well respected man in town). As silly as it sounds, when I saw "Top Gun" when I was 12 or 13, there was no doubt in my mind what I was going to do with my life.
Everything was "normal carreer path" for me through college, flight school etc.. Then my son was born. I didn't love flying any less than I did before, but I realized early on that those grey aircraft will never, ever, hug you back. No matter how much time, emotion, and energy you put into them, you can be damn sure that one dark night that airplane is going to try to kill you.
When my boy was 2, he was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer and given a 30% chance of survival. His only hope was to go to St. Jude in Memphis and my leadership hooked me up with orders (TAD at first, then PCS) to Millington so that I could be with my boy for his treatment. I was fairly certain that I had given up flying permanantly, but never regretted that decision. There are a lot of pilots out there, but my son only has one dad and it's up to me to be the best one that I can be. It's even more important in my case, because like 707guy, my ex is major loser and decided to quit the team as soon as my boy got out of the hospital. I don't regret for a second giving up the "normal" career for my family. I've got a new lease on my "real" life with a great wife who is a rock-star mom to my son (who is perfectly healthy, thank God) and baby girl. I'll be able to continue my career (and even fly again) in the reserves, so it's all good.
That article sure did hit home though. Not just my childhood, but I'm sure my son's to some extent as well.