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So, what does this have to do with the Military and letting me go? Good
Question! His assignment was to somehow get me back into Uncle
Sam's service by hook or crook. (He turned out to be the Son of
one of Ronald Reagan's secretarial staff.)
This was linked to the fact that my Dad was friends with a man who had good connections with the military. I don't think they wanted me to complete a 4 year degree program, but that is my opinion and I'm stuck with it. Needless to say, he pulled out an application that left no doubt of his mission and purpose of befriending me. I won't go into details, but suffice it to say, I declined once again, (mostly because of the irreverence showed me by the people trying to strong-arm me back into the military.) Didn't they get it the first time? That was why I got out to begin with! |
Just because I was an Army Brat, and well indoctrinated in military
life, didn't, to my way of thinking, condemn me to the life my father
had chosen for himself. 5 years and 3 months was plenty of service
to my country.
The Air Force was my choice because, well, I've always been a techno-geek. I loved the tech of Aerospace and I thought by joining the Air Force I would have a chance at being in the middle of everything tech. I guess I was right in many ways, but not to my satisfaction. It wasn't happening fast enough and I wasn't in the career field where I was satisfied and my last assignment was a dead-end trap. At least that is what I was being told by other enlisted people around me. Do I stay or do I go? Very good question and here is my answer... |
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