As some of you know….my son has been over seas in the military. He was a forward combat controller assigned to a Seal team. He was nominated by his commanding officer to go to the Air Force Academy to become a officer and was selected to go. He was just home on a three week leave and left yesterday for Colorado Springs Colorado.
I missed him dearly while he was gone, and lost MANY nights of sleep while he was over there….worrying about him and wondering what he was doing. He could never tell us where he was or what he was doing, and would be out of contact for LONG periods at a time.
While he is in the academy now, we will probably talk to him even less than we did before…but at least he is state side and we know he is out of harms way….maybe now I can finally get some sleep. But as worried as I was for him…I could NEVER be more proud of him. He was in collage on a full ride when he called and said "I am dropping out of school and joining the military" Needless to say we were NOT happy with his decision, and tried our best to talk him out of it….to wait until he finished collage and then join. But he was having nothing to do with that. He said "Dad, several of my friends are over there now, and some have died…while I sit around partying at collage…I can't do it anymore, I am going" Needless to say he is a bit "Hard headed"...I have no idea where he got this from, lol.
He was going to join the Marines…but we at least talked him into joining the Air Force. Nothing wrong with the Air Force…but lets face facts…you join the marines you go straight to the front lines. But even then he pulled a fast one and joined the special forces and became a forward combat controller, after his Air Force training he went to jump school and then Seal training and was assigned to a Seal team. (I would have rather he joined the Marines after all this)
Needless to say, we are VERY proud of him…..he comes from a LONG line of combat vets and veterans (Myself, both Grandpas, Great Grandpa's, several uncles etc)...but he will be the first to become a officer. While I would have preferred him to finish collage and THEN join the military….he did it his way and will have a academy ring when it is all done.
I missed him dearly while he was gone, and lost MANY nights of sleep while he was over there….worrying about him and wondering what he was doing. He could never tell us where he was or what he was doing, and would be out of contact for LONG periods at a time.
While he is in the academy now, we will probably talk to him even less than we did before…but at least he is state side and we know he is out of harms way….maybe now I can finally get some sleep. But as worried as I was for him…I could NEVER be more proud of him. He was in collage on a full ride when he called and said "I am dropping out of school and joining the military" Needless to say we were NOT happy with his decision, and tried our best to talk him out of it….to wait until he finished collage and then join. But he was having nothing to do with that. He said "Dad, several of my friends are over there now, and some have died…while I sit around partying at collage…I can't do it anymore, I am going" Needless to say he is a bit "Hard headed"...I have no idea where he got this from, lol.
He was going to join the Marines…but we at least talked him into joining the Air Force. Nothing wrong with the Air Force…but lets face facts…you join the marines you go straight to the front lines. But even then he pulled a fast one and joined the special forces and became a forward combat controller, after his Air Force training he went to jump school and then Seal training and was assigned to a Seal team. (I would have rather he joined the Marines after all this)
Needless to say, we are VERY proud of him…..he comes from a LONG line of combat vets and veterans (Myself, both Grandpas, Great Grandpa's, several uncles etc)...but he will be the first to become a officer. While I would have preferred him to finish collage and THEN join the military….he did it his way and will have a academy ring when it is all done.