2013년 11월 29일 금요일

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By Hisako Taketa



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               Ｗｈｅｎ               Ｉ               ｖｉｓｉｔｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ｒｅｃｒｕｉｔｅｒ,               ｉｔ               ｗａｓ               ａｆｔｅｒ               ａ               ｔｕｍｕｌｔｕｏｕｓ               ｔｉｍｅ               ｉｎ               ｍｙ               ｌｉｆｅ.

Ｉ               ｈａｄ               ａ               ｃｏｌｌｅｇｅ               ｄｅｇｒｅｅ               ａｎｄ               ａ               ｙｅａｒ               ｏｆ               ｇｒａｄｕａｔｅ               ｓｃｈｏｏｌ.

Ｍｙ               ｅｍｐｌｏｙｅｒ               ｗａｓ               ｐｌａｎｎｉｎｇ               ｔｏ               ｍｏｖｅ               ｍｅ               ｕｐｗａｒｄ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｍａｎａｇｅｍｅｎｔ               ａｎｄ               Ｉ               ｓｉｍｐｌｙ               ｆｅｌｔ               ｔｈａｔ               ｍｙ               ｌｉｆｅ               ａｎｄ               ｗｏｒｋ               ｅｘｐｅｒｉｅｎｃｅ               ｗａｓ               ｎｏｔ               ｅｎｏｕｇｈ               ｔｏ               ｆｕｅｌ               ａ               ｒａｐｉｄ               ａｎｄ               ｓｕｃｃｅｓｓｆｕｌ               ｍｏｖｅ               ｕｐ               ｔｈｅ               ｃｏｒｐｏｒａｔｅ               ｌａｄｄｅｒ.
               Ｍｙ               ｆｅｍａｌｅ               ｃｏｕｓｉｎ               ｈａｄ               ｅｎｌｉｓｔｅｄ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｒｍｙ               Ｎａｔｉｏｎａｌ               Ｇｕａｒｄ,               ｓｈｏｗｉｎｇ               ａ               ｌｏｔ               ｏｆ               ｕｓ               ｙｏｕｎｇ               ｗｏｍｅｎ               ｔｈａｔ               ｗｅ               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｈａｖｅ               ａ               ｍｉｌｉｔａｒｙ               ｃａｒｅｅｒ               ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ               ｂｅｉｎｇ               ｎｕｒｓｅｓ               ｏｒ               ｏｆｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｗａｌｌ               ｐｅｏｐｌｅ.

Ｔｈｉｓ               ｂｒａｖｅ               ｙｏｕｎｇ               ｗｏｍａｎ               ｗａｓ               ａ               ｆｅｗ               ｙｅａｒｓ               ｏｌｄｅｒ               ｔｈａｎ               Ｉ               ｗａｓ,               ａｎｄ               ｓｈｅ               ｗｅｎｔ               ｉｎｔｏ               ａ               ｎｏｎ               ｔｒａｄｉｔｉｏｎａｌ               ｃａｒｅｅｒ               ｆｉｅｌｄ               ｆｏｒ               ａ               ｗｏｍａｎ,               ｌｅａｄｉｎｇ               ｔｈｅ               ｗａｙ               ｆｏｒ               ｍａｎｙ               ｍｏｒｅ               ｏｆ               ｕｓ               ｔｏ               ｆｏｌｌｏｗ.
               Ｔｈｅ               ｒｅｃｒｕｉｔｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ｈａｄ               ｏｔｈｅｒ               ｉｄｅａｓ.

Ｉ               ｗａｓ               ｔｏｌｄ               ｔｈａｔ               Ｉ               ｗａｓ               ｇｏｉｎｇ               ｔｏ               ｂｅ               ａ               ｃｏｍｍｉｓｓｉｏｎｅｄ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ.

Ｗｈｅｎ               Ｉ               ａｓｋｅｄ               ｗｈｙ               Ｉ               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｎｏｔ               ｊｕｓｔ               ｅｎｌｉｓｔ               ａｓ               ｍｙ               ｃｏｕｓｉｎ               ｄｉｄ,               Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｍｙ               ｆｉｒｓｔ               ｌｅｓｓｏｎ               ａｂｏｕｔ               ｂｅｉｎｇ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｍｉｌｉｔａｒｙ:               ｙｏｕ               ｇｏ               ｗｈｅｒｅ               ｙｏｕ               ａｒｅ               ｔｏｌｄ               ｔｏ               ｇｏ.
               Ａ               ｆｅｗ               ｗｅｅｋｓ               ｌａｔｅｒ,               Ｉ               ｈａｄ               ｇｏｔｔｅｎ               ｒｉｄ               ｏｆ               ｍｙ               ａｐａｒｔｍｅｎｔ,               ｌｅｆｔ               ｍｙ               ｊｏｂ               ａｎｄ               ｄｕｍｐｅｄ               ｍｙ               ｃａｒ               ｉｎ               ｏｒｄｅｒ               ｔｏ               ｇｏ               ｏｕｔ               ｉｎｔｏ               ａ               ｎｅｗ               ｗｏｒｌｄ               ｏｆ               ｌｉｆｅ,               ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ,               ｔｒａｖｅｌ               ａｎｄ               ａｄｖｅｎｔｕｒｅ.

Ｔｈｅ               ｐｒｏｃｅｓｓ               ｆｏｒ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               Ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               Ｃａｎｄｉｄａｔｅｓ               ｉｓ               ｔｏ               ｅｎｌｉｓｔ               ａｓ               Ｓｔａｆｆ               Ｓｅｒｇｅａｎｔｓ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｅ               ｐｕｒｐｏｓｅｓ               ｏｆ               ｐａｙ,               ｂｅｎｅｆｉｔｓ               ａｎｄ               "ｓｔｏｐ               ｌｏｓｓ".

Ｏｔｈｅｒ               ｃａｎｄｉｄａｔｅｓ               ｃａｍｅ               ｆｒｏｍ               ａｃｔｉｖｅ               ｄｕｔｙ               ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ.
               Ｔｈｅ               "ｓｔｏｐ               ｌｏｓｓ"               ｗａｓ               ａｎ               ｏｍｉｎｏｕｓ               ｂｕｓｉｎｅｓｓ.

Ｉｆ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ｄｅｔｅｒｍｉｎｅｄ               ｔｈａｔ               ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｎｏｔ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               ｍａｔｅｒｉａｌ,               ｔｈｅｒｅ               ｗａｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｏｐｔｉｏｎ               ｏｆ               ｍａｋｉｎｇ               ｕｓ               ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅ               ａ               ｆｏｕｒ               ｙｅａｒ               ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ               ｃｏｎｔｒａｃｔ,               ｓｔａｒｔｉｎｇ               ａｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｒａｎｋ               ｏｆ               Ｓｔａｆｆ               Ｓｅｒｇｅａｎｔ.
               Ｂｙ               ｔｈｅｎ,               Ｉ               ｈａｄ               ｒｅａｌｉｚｅｄ               ｔｈａｔ               Ｉ               ｗｏｕｌｄ               ｂｅ               ｔｈｅ               ｆｉｒｓｔ               ｃｏｍｍｉｓｓｉｏｎｅｄ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｅｎｔｉｒｅ               ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ               ｏｆ               ｍｙ               ｅｘｔｅｎｄｅｄ               ｆａｍｉｌｙ.

Ｍｙ               ｇｒａｎｄｐａｒｅｎｔｓ               ｂｅｇａｎ               ｌｉｆｅ               ａｓ               ｓｌａｖｅｓ               ａｎｄ               ｅｎｄｅｄ               ｌｉｆｅ               ａｓ               ｐｒｏｓｐｅｒｏｕｓ               Ｃａｌｉｆｏｒｎｉａ               ｐｉｏｎｅｅｒｓ.

Ｍｙ               ｐａｒｅｎｔｓ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｏｕｔｓｔａｎｄｉｎｇ               ｐｅｏｐｌｅ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｉｎｃｒｅｄｉｂｌｅ               ａｃｃｏｍｐｌｉｓｈｍｅｎｔｓ               ｔｏ               ｓｐｅａｋ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｅｍ.

Ｗｉｔｈ               ｓｕｃｈ               ａｎｃｅｓｔｏｒｓ,               Ｉ               ｈａｄ               ｎｏ               ｏｐｔｉｏｎｓ               ｆｏｒ               ｆａｉｌｕｒｅ.
               Ａｆｔｅｒ               ｔｗｅｌｖｅ               ｈｏｕｒｓ               ｏｆ               ｌｉｆｔｉｎｇ               50               ｐｏｕｎｄｓ,               ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ               ｂｌｏｏｄ               ｔｅｓｔｓ               ａｎｄ               ｓｈｏｔｓ,               ｆｉｌｌｉｎｇ               ｏｕｔ               ａ               ｒｅａｍ               ｏｆ               ｐａｐｅｒｗｏｒｋ,               ｌｅａｒｎｉｎｇ               ｈｏｗ               ｔｏ               ｗａｉｔ               ｌｉｋｅ               ａ               ｇｏｏｄ               ｓｏｌｄｉｅｒ,               ａｎｄ               ｓｗｅａｒｉｎｇ               ａｎ               ｏａｔｈ,               ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｈｕｓｔｌｅｄ               ｏｎｔｏ               ａ               ｊｅｔ               ａｎｄ               ｆｌｏｗｎ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｄａｒｋ               ｔｏｗａｒｄ               ｓｏｍｅ               ｐｌａｃｅ               ｉｎ               Ｔｅｘａｓ.

Ｗｅ               ｌａｎｄｅｄ,               ｂｏａｒｄｅｄ               ａ               ｂｕｓ               ａｎｄ               ｒｏｄｅ               ｆｏｒ               ａ               ｗｈｉｌｅ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｂｌａｃｋ               ｏｆ               ｎｉｇｈｔ.

Ｗｅ               ａｒｒｉｖｅｄ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｍｉｄｄｌｅ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｎｉｇｈｔ               ａｔ               ｓｏｍｅ               ｌａｒｇｅ               ｆａｃｉｌｉｔｙ,               ｄａｚｅｄ               ａｎｄ               ｃｏｎｆｕｓｅｄ,               ａｎｄ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｔｒｅａｔｅｄ               ｅｖｅｒ               ｓｏ               ｋｉｎｄｌｙ.

Ｗｅ               ｍａｄｅ               ｏｕｒ               ｂｅｄｓ,               ｔｏｏｋ               ｓｈｏｗｅｒｓ               ａｎｄ               ｆｅｌｌ               ｏｕｔ,               ｔｗｏ               ｆｅｍａｌｅ               ｏｒ               ｍａｌｅ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               ｔｒａｉｎｅｅｓ               ｔｏ               ａ               ｒｏｏｍ,               ａｎｄ               ｄｅａｄ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｏｒｌｄ.
               Ｔｈｅ               ｎｅｘｔ               ｍｏｒｎｉｎｇ,               ａ               ｎｉｃｅｌｙ               ｕｎｉｆｏｒｍｅｄ               ｍａｎ               ｗａｓ               ｉｎ               ｏｕｒ               ｒｏｏｍ               ａｎｄ               ｈｅ               ｗａｓ               ｓｃｒｅａｍｉｎｇ               ａｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｔｏｐ               ｏｆ               ｈｉｓ               ｌｕｎｇｓ,               ｆｕｒｉｏｕｓ               ａｔ               ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ.

Ｉ               ｗｏｎｄｅｒｅｄ               ｗｈａｔ               ｈａｐｐｅｎｅｄ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｆｒｉｅｎｄｌｙ,               ｋｉｎｄ               ｐｅｏｐｌｅ               ｆｒｏｍ               ｔｈｅ               ｎｉｇｈｔ               ｂｅｆｏｒｅ!

Ｔｈｉｓ               ｗａｓ               ｂｅｇｉｎｎｉｎｇ               ｔｏ               ｌｏｏｋ               ｌｉｋｅ               ａ               ｂａｄ               ｐｒｉｓｏｎ               ｍｏｖｉｅ.
               Ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｅ               ｎｅｘｔ               ｔｈｒｅｅ               ｍｏｎｔｈｓ,               Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｔｏ               ｓａｖｅ               ｏｔｈｅｒ               ｐｅｏｐｌｅ'ｓ               ｂａｃｏｎ,               ｔｏ               ｈａｖｅ               ｍｙ               ｂａｃｏｎ               ｓａｖｅｄ,               ｔｏ               ｓａｖｅ               ｍｙ               ｏｗｎ               ｂａｃｏｎ,               ａｎｄ               ｔｏ               ｂｕｒｎ               ｏｆｆ               ｅｖｅｒｙ               ｏｕｎｃｅ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｇｒｅａｓｙ,               ｄｅｌｉｃｉｏｕｓ               Ｔｅｘａｓ               ｂａｃｏｎ               ｔｈａｔ               ｗａｓ               ｓｅｒｖｅｄ               ａｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｃｈｏｗ               ｈａｌｌ.
               Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｔｈａｔ               Ｉ               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｃｌｉｍｂ               ａ               20               ｆｏｏｔ               ｔａｌｌ               ｖｅｒｔｉｃａｌ               ｓｔｅｅｌ               ｂｅａｍ,               ｃｒａｗｌ               ａｃｒｏｓｓ               ａ               20               ｆｏｏｔ               ｌｏｎｇ               ｈｏｒｉｚｏｎｔａｌ               ｓｔｅｅｌ               ｂｅａｍ               ａｎｄ               ｇｅｔ               ｄｏｗｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｏｔｈｅｒ               ｓｉｄｅ,               ｆｉｇｈｔｉｎｇ               ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ               ｔｈｅ               ｐａｎｉｃ               ｔｈａｔ               ｈａｄ               ｍｅ               ｆｒｏｚｅｎ               ｆｏｒ               ａ               ｗｈｉｌｅ.

Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｔｈａｔ               Ｉ               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｇｅｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｔｏｐ               ｓｃｏｒｅ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｔｅｓｔｓ               ａｎｄ               ｔｒｉａｌｓ.

Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｔｈａｔ               Ｉ               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｄｒｉｖｅ               ａ               ｆｌｉｇｈｔ               ｏｆ               ｓｏｌｄｉｅｒｓ               ｌｉｋｅ               ｉｔ               ｗａｓ               ａ               ｂｕｓ.

Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｔｈａｔ               Ｉ               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｓｈｏｏｔ               ａ               Ｓｍｉｔｈ               ａｎｄ               Ｗｅｓｓｏｎ               .38               ｃａｌｉｂｅｒ               ｒｅｖｏｌｖｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｈｉｔ               ｔｈａｔ               ｔａｒｇｅｔ               98               ｏｕｔ               ｏｆ               100               ｔｉｍｅｓ.
               Ｉ               ｒｅｃｅｉｖｅｄ               ｍｙ               ｆｉｒｓｔ               ｍｅｄａｌ               ｂｅｆｏｒｅ               Ｉ               ｗａｓ               ａ               ｃｏｍｍｉｓｓｉｏｎｅｄ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈａｔ               ｓｈｏｏｔｉｎｇ               ｅｐｉｓｏｄｅ               ａｎｄ               ｂｅｃａｍｅ               ａ               "Ｓｍａｌｌ               Ａｒｍｓ               Ｅｘｐｅｒｔ".
               Ｂｏｒｎ               ａｎｄ               ｒａｉｓｅｄ               ｉｎ               Ｃａｌｉｆｏｒｎｉａ,               Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ａｂｏｕｔ               ｄｅｅｐ               ｓｏｕｔｈ               ｏｖｅｒｔ               ｒａｃｉｓｍ,               ｗｈａｔ               ａ               ｐｅｒｓｏｎ               ｄｏｅｓ               ｗｈｅｎ               ｈｅ               ｈａｓ               ｈｅａｔ               ｓｔｒｏｋｅ,               ｈｏｗ               ｏｔｈｅｒ               ｐｅｏｐｌｅ               ｔｒｙ               ｔｏ               ｈｉｄｅ               ｄｒｕｇ               ａｂｕｓｅ,               ｍｅｎｔａｌ               ｉｌｌｎｅｓｓ               ａｎｄ               ｓｅｖｅｒｅ               ａｌｃｏｈｏｌｉｓｍ.

Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｈｏｗ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｏｒｌｄ               ｏｆ               ｉｎｔｅｒｎａｔｉｏｎａｌ               ｄｉｐｌｏｍａｃｙ,               ｓｔｒａｔｅｇｉｃ               ｉｍｐｅｒａｔｉｖｅ,               ｇｌｏｂａｌ               ｈｅｇｅｍｏｎｙ,               ａｎｄ               ｇｌｏｂａｌ               ｃｏｌｄ               ｗａｒ               ｆｕｎｃｔｉｏｎｅｄ.
               Ｉ               ｌｅａｒｎｅｄ               ｈｏｗ               ｔｏ               ｗｏｒｋ               ｏｎ               ａ               ｐｅｒｓｏｎ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｒｅｅ               ｓｏｌｉｄ               ｈｏｕｒｓ               ｉｆ               ｔｈａｔ               ｉｓ               ｗｈａｔ               ｉｔ               ｔａｋｅｓ               ｔｏ               ｇｅｔ               ｔｈａｔ               ｐｅｒｓｏｎ               ｔｏ               ｔｅｌｌ               ｍｅ               ｗｈａｔ               ｉｓ               ｒｅａｌｌｙ               ｇｏｉｎｇ               ｏｎ               ｉｎ               ｈｉｓ               ｏｒ               ｈｅｒ               ｌｉｆｅ.
               Ａｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｔｉｍｅ,               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ｗａｓ               ｍａｋｉｎｇ               ｕｐ               ｆｏｒ               ａ               ｓｅｒｉｏｕｓ               ｍｉｓｔａｋｅ.

Ｆａｒ               ｔｏｏ               ｍａｎｙ               ｊｕｎｉｏｒ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒｓ               ｈａｄ               ｂｅｅｎ               ｂｏｏｔｅｄ               ｏｕｔ               ａｆｔｅｒ               ｔｈｅ               Ｖｉｅｔｎａｍ               Ｗａｒ.

Ｂｙ               ｔｈｅ               ｌａｔｅ               1970ｓ,               ｉｔ               ｂｅｃａｍｅ               ａｐｐａｒｅｎｔ               ｔｈａｔ               ｔｈｅｒｅ               ｗｏｕｌｄ               ｂｅ               ｎｏ               ｃａｎｄｉｄａｔｅｓ               ｆｏｒ               Ｍａｊｏｒ               ｉｆ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ｄｉｄ               ｎｏｔ               ｍａｋｅ               ａ               ｗｈｏｌｅ               ｌｏｔ               ｏｆ               ｂｒａｎｄ               ｎｅｗ               Ｓｅｃｏｎｄ               Ｌｉｅｕｔｅｎａｎｔｓ.

Ｔｈｅ               ｐｒｏｂｌｅｍ               ｉｓ               ｔｈａｔ               ｆｏｒ               ｅｖｅｒｙ               2,000               ｐｅｏｐｌｅ               ｗｈｏ               ａｐｐｌｉｅｄ,               ｏｎｌｙ               500               ｗｏｕｌｄ               ｂｅ               ａｃｃｅｐｔｅｄ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ               ａｎｄ               ｌｅｓｓ               ｔｈａｎ               200               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｇｅｔ               ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ               ｔｈｅ               ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ.
               Ｍｙ               ｃｌａｓｓ               ｏｆ               500               ｏｎｌｙ               ｎｅｔｔｅｄ               198               ｗｈｏ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｃｏｍｍｉｓｓｉｏｎｅｄ               ａｆｔｅｒ               ｔｈｒｅｅ               ｍｏｎｔｈｓ.
               Ｔｈｉｓ               ｗａｓ               ａｌｓｏ               ａ               ｔｉｍｅ               ｗｈｅｎ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ｏｐｅｎｅｄ               ｕｐ               ｈｕｎｄｒｅｄｓ               ｏｆ               ｃａｒｅｅｒ               ｆｉｅｌｄｓ               ｔｏ               ｗｏｍｅｎ.

Ｗｅ               ｗｏｍｅｎ               ｔｏｏｋ               ｕｐ               ｔｈｅ               ｃｈａｌｌｅｎｇｅ               ａｎｄ               ａ               ｌｏｔ               ｏｆ               ｕｓ               ｄｉｄ               ｗｅｌｌ,               ｅｖｅｎ               ｉｆ               ｍｏｓｔ               ｏｆ               ｕｓ               ｎｅｖｅｒ               ｉｎｔｅｎｄｅｄ               ｔｏ               ｂｅｃｏｍｅ               "ｌｉｆｅｒｓ"               ａｎｄ               ｔｏ               ｓｔａｙ               ｉｎ               ｂｅｙｏｎｄ               ｆｏｕｒ               ｏｒ               ｅｉｇｈｔ               ｙｅａｒｓ.
               Ｔｈｅｙ               ｃａｌｌ               ｕｓ               "90               ｄａｙ               ｗｏｎｄｅｒｓ",               ｔｈｏｓｅ               ｏｆ               ｕｓ               ｗｈｏ               ｗｅｎｔ               ｔｏ               Ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               Ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ               Ｓｃｈｏｏｌ,               Ｍｅｄｉｎａ               Ａｎｎｅｘ               ｔｏ               Ｌａｃｋｌａｎｄ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               Ｂａｓｅ,               Ｔｅｘａｓ.

Ｉ               ｔｅｌｌ               ｐｅｏｐｌｅ               ｔｈａｔ               ｗｅ               ｂｅｃａｍｅ               ｗｏｎｄｅｒｓ               ｌｏｎｇ               ｂｅｆｏｒｅ               ｔｈｏｓｅ               90               ｄａｙｓ               ｅｖｅｒ               ｈａｐｐｅｎｅｄ.
               Ｔｈｅ               90               ｄａｙｓ               ｍａｎａｇｅｄ               ｔｏ               ｈｕｍｂｌｅ               ｕｓ               ａｌｌ               ａｓ               ｔｈｅｙ               ｃｏｎｓｔｉｔｕｔｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｌｏｎｇｅｓｔ,               ｓｅｅｍｉｎｇｌｙ               ｅｎｄｌｅｓｓ,               ａｎｄ               ｕｌｔｉｍａｔｅｌｙ               ｍｉｓｅｒａｂｌｅ               ｐｅｒｉｏｄ               ｏｆ               ｔｉｍｅ               ｔｈａｔ               ａ               ｈｕｍａｎ               ｂｅｉｎｇ               ｃａｎ               ｇｏ               ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ.

Ｏｕｒ               ｃｈａｌｌｅｎｇｅ               ｗａｓ               ｔｏ               ｇｅｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｓａｍｅ               ｍｉｌｉｔａｒｙ               ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｒｅｅ               ｍｏｎｔｈｓ               ｔｈａｔ               Ａｃａｄｅｍｙ               Ｇｒａｄｕａｔｅｓ               ｏｒ               ＲＯＴＣ               ｇｒａｄｕａｔｅｓ               ｇｅｔ               ｉｎ               ｆｏｕｒ               ｙｅａｒｓ.
               Ｓｔｒａｎｇｅｌｙ               ｗｅ               ａｌｌ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｅａｇｅｒ               ｔｏ               ｄｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｈｏｌｅ               ｔｈｉｎｇ               ａｇａｉｎ               ａｓ               ｓｏｏｎ               ａｓ               ｗｅ               ｓｗｏｒｅ               ｏｕｒ               ｓｅｃｏｎｄ               ｏａｔｈ               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｒｅｗ               ｏｕｒ               ｃａｐｓ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ａｉｒ.

Ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｃｏｍｍｉｓｓｉｏｎｅｄ               ｂｙ               Ｐｒｅｓｉｄｅｎｔ               Ｊｉｍｍｙ               Ｃａｒｔｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｗｅ               ｗｏｎｄｅｒｅｄ               ｉｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｒｅａｌ               ｓｉｇｎａｔｕｒｅ               ｏｎ               ｏｕｒ               ｃｅｒｔｉｆｉｃａｔｅｓ               ｗａｓ               ｆｒｏｍ               ａｎ               ａｕｔｏ               ｐｅｎ.
               Ｉ               ｗａｓ               ａ               ｄｅｓｃｅｎｄａｎｔ               ｏｆ               ｓｌａｖｅｓ               ａｎｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｆｉｒｓｔ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ               ｏｆ               ｍｙ               ｅｘｔｅｎｄｅｄ               ｃｌａｎ               ｔｏ               ｂｅ               ｃｏｍｍｉｓｓｉｏｎｅｄ               ｂｙ               ａ               Ｐｒｅｓｉｄｅｎｔ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               Ｕｎｉｔｅｄ               Ｓｔａｔｅｓ               ｔｏ               ｓｅｒｖｅ               ａｓ               ａｎ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               Ｕｎｉｔｅｄ               Ｓｔａｔｅｓ               Ａｒｍｅｄ               Ｆｏｒｃｅｓ.
               Ｔｈｅｎ               Ｉ               ｆｏｕｎｄ               ｏｕｔ               ｗｈａｔ               ｔｈｅ               "ｌｉｅｕ"               ｉｎ               "Ｌｉｅｕｔｅｎａｎｔ"               ｍｅａｎｔ.

Ｗｅ               ｎｏｎ               ｐｒｉｏｒ               ｅｎｌｉｓｔｅｄ               Ｓｅｃｏｎｄ               Ｌｉｅｕｔｅｎａｎｔｓ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｅｓｓｅｎｔｉａｌｌｙ               ｌｏｗｅｒ               ｔｈａｎ               ｐｌａｎｋｔｏｎ               ｏｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｍｉｌｉｔａｒｙ               ｆｏｏｄ               ｃｈａｉｎ.

Ｂｕｔ               ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｐｒｉｃｅｌｅｓｓ               ｐｌａｎｋｔｏｎ               ａｎｄ               ｈａｄ               ａｌｒｅａｄｙ               ｃｏｓｔ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ａ               ｂｕｎｄｌｅ.
               Ａｓ               ａ               ｒｅｓｕｌｔ               ｏｆ               ｏｕｒ               ｃｏｓｔｌｙ               ｎａｔｕｒｅｓ,               ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｃａｒｅｆｕｌｌｙ               ｈｕｓｂａｎｄｅｄ               ａｌｏｎｇ               ｔｏ               ａ               ｐｏｉｎｔ               ｗｈｅｒｅ               ｗｅ               ｃｏｕｌｄ               ｂｅ               ｗｏｒｔｈ               ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ.

Ｔｈｅ               ｈａｉｒｓ               ｏｎ               ｏｕｒ               ｈｅａｄｓ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｎｕｍｂｅｒｅｄ.

Ｗｅ               ｈａｄ               ｎｅｉｔｈｅｒ               ｐｒｉｖａｔｅ               ｔｉｍｅ               ｎｏｒ               ｐｒｉｖａｔｅ               ｌｉｖｅｓ.
               Ｓｉｘ               ｍｏｎｔｈｓ               ｌａｔｅｒ,               ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｅｉｔｈｅｒ               ｉｎ               ｏｕｒ               ｔｅｃｈｎｉｃａｌ               ｓｃｈｏｏｌｓ               ｏｒ               ａｔ               ｏｕｒ               ｂａｓｅｓ,               ｔａｋｉｎｇ               ｏｎ               ｒｅｓｐｏｎｓｉｂｉｌｉｔｉｅｓ               ｔｈａｔ               ｗｅ               ｈａｄ               ｎｅｖｅｒ               ｃｏｎｃｅｉｖｅｄ               ｏｆ               ｈａｖｉｎｇ.
               Ｆｏｒ               ｍｙ               ｆｉｒｓｔ               ｒｅａｌ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ｊｏｂ,               Ｉ               ｗａｓ               ｐｕｔ               ｉｎ               ｃｈａｒｇｅ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｈｉｇｈｌｙ               ｖｏｌａｔｉｌｅ               ｍｉｌｉｔａｒｙ               ｇｒａｄｅ               ａｖｉａｔｉｏｎ               ｆｕｅｌ,               ｐｌｕｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｇｒｏｕｎｄ               ｆｕｅｌｓ               ａｎｄ               ｏｉｌｓ,               ｐｌｕｓ               ｔｈｅ               ｌｉｑｕｉｄ               ｏｘｙｇｅｎ               ａｎｄ               ｌｉｑｕｉｄ               ｎｉｔｒｏｇｅｎ               ｐｌａｎｔｓ.

Ｔｈｅｒｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ａｌｓｏ               ｃｏｎｔｒａｃｔｓ               ｔｏ               ｍａｎａｇｅ               ａｎｄ               ａｄｄｉｔｉｏｎａｌ               ｄｕｔｉｅｓ               ｔｏ               ｄｏ.
               Ｍｙ               ｓｕｂｏｒｄｉｎａｔｅｓ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｏｖｅｒｗｈｅｌｍｉｎｇｌｙ               ｍａｌｅ.

Ｎｏｎｅ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅｍ               ｈａｄ               ｅｖｅｒ               ｈａｄ               ａ               ｗｏｍａｎ               ａｓ               Ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒ               ｉｎ               Ｃｈａｒｇｅ,               ｌｅｔ               ａｌｏｎｅ               ａ               Ｃａｌｉｆｏｒｎｉａ               ｎａｔｉｖｅ               Ａｆｒｉｃａｎ               Ａｍｅｒｉｃａｎ               ｗｏｍａｎ               ｗｈｏ               ｗｅｎｔ               ｔｏ               ｃｏｌｌｅｇｅ               ａｔ               ＵＣ               Ｂｅｒｋｅｌｅｙ               ａｎｄ               ｗａｓ               ｖａｓｔｌｙ               ｓｈｏｒｔｅｒ               ｔｈａｎ               ｍｏｓｔ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅｍ.
               Ｍｏｓｔ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅｍ               ｄｉｄ               ｎｏｔ               ｗａｎｔ               ｍｅ               ｆｏｒ               ａ               ｂｏｓｓ,               ｂｕｔ               ｉｔ               ｔｏｏｋ               ｌｉｔｔｌｅ               ｔｉｍｅ               ｆｏｒ               ｍｅ               ｔｏ               ｈｅｌｐ               ｔｈｅｍ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｒｅｆｏｒｍｕｌａｔｉｎｇ               ｔｈｅｉｒ               ｗｏｒｋｉｎｇ               ｏｐｉｎｉｏｎｓ.
               Ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ               ａｓｋｅｄ               ｕｓ               ｗｏｍｅｎ               ｗｈａｔ               ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｕｐ               ｔｏ.

Ｈｏｗ               ｄｉｄ               ｗｅ               ｐｌａｎ               ｔｏ               ｌｅａｄ?

Ｗｈａｔ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｏｕｒ               ｐｒｏｂｌｅｍｓ               ｏｒ               ｉｓｓｕｅｓ?

Ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ               ｆｉｒｍ               ａｂｏｕｔ               ｏｕｒ               ｌｉｐｓｔｉｃｋ               ａｎｄ               ｅａｒｒｉｎｇｓ               (ｐｌａｉｎ,               ｂａｌｌ               ｔｙｐｅ,               ｓｉｌｖｅｒ               ｏｒ               ｇｏｌｄ               ｏｎｌｙ),               ａｎｄ               ｐｌａｎｎｅｄ               ｔｏ               ｂｅ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒｓ               ａｎｄ               ｌａｄｉｅｓ,               ｎｏｔ               ｏｆｆｉｃｅｒｓ               ａｎｄ               ｌｉｔｔｌｅ               ｖｅｒｓｉｏｎｓ               ｏｆ               ｇｅｎｔｌｅｍｅｎ.

Ｔｈｅｒｅ               ｗｏｕｌｄ               ｂｅ               ｎｏ               ｂｅｈａｖｉｎｇ               ｌｉｋｅ               ｍｅｎ               ｉｎ               ｏｒｄｅｒ               ｆｏｒ               ｕｓ               ｔｏ               ｌｅａｄ               ｍｅｎ               ａｎｄ               ｗｏｍｅｎ.
               Ｗｅ               ｗｏｒｋｅｄ               ｉｔ               ｏｕｔ.
               Ｗｅ               ｅｎｄｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               Ｃｏｌｄ               Ｗａｒ.

Ｗｅ               ｐｕｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｓｔｒａｔｅｇｙ               ｏｆ               "Ｐｅａｃｅ               Ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ               Ｄｅｔｅｒｒｅｎｃｅ"               ｔｏ               ｉｔｓ               ｓｕｃｃｅｓｓｆｕｌ               ａｎｄ               ｕｌｔｉｍａｔｅ               ｃｏｎｃｌｕｓｉｏｎ.

Ｗｅ               ｃｒａｎｋｅｄ               ｏｕｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｆｕｅｌ,               ｋｅｐｔ               ｔｈｅ               ｎｕｋｅｓ               ｉｎ               ｒｅａｄｉｎｅｓｓ               ａｎｄ               ｗｏｒｋｉｎｇ               ｏｒｄｅｒ,               ｆｌｅｗ               ｔｈｅ               ｆｉｇｈｔｅｒ               ｊｅｔｓ,               ｆｌｅｗ               ｔｈｅ               ｔｒａｎｓｐｏｒｔｓ,               ａｄｊｕｄｉｃａｔｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｌａｗ,               ｔｒｅａｔｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｐａｔｉｅｎｔｓ,               ｄｅｔｅｒｍｉｎｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｓｔｒａｔｅｇｙ,               ａｎｄ               ｂｒｏｕｇｈｔ               ｏｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｎｅｗ               ｃｏｍｐｕｔｅｒ               ａｎｄ               ｍｏｄｅｒｎ               ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ               ｓｙｓｔｅｍｓ.
               Ｗｅ               ｄｅａｌｔ               ｗｉｔｈ               ｂｉｒｔｈ,               ｄｅａｔｈ,               ｃｒｉｍｅ,               ｊｕｓｔｉｃｅ,               ｍｅｎｔａｌ               ｉｌｌｎｅｓｓ,               ｌｉｆｅ,               ｅｖｉｌ,               ｇｏｏｄ,               ｔｒａｖｅｌ,               ａｎｄ               ｆｕｌｌ               ｉｍｍｅｒｓｉｏｎ               ｉｎ               ｓｔｒａｎｇｅ               ｐｌａｃｅｓ               ａｎｄ               ｉｎ               ｏｔｈｅｒ               ｃｕｌｔｕｒｅｓ.

Ｗｅ               ｄｅｖｅｌｏｐｅｄ               ｗａｙｓ               ｏｆ               ｐａｙｉｎｇ               ａｔｔｅｎｔｉｏｎ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               ｗｈｏｌｅ               ｗｏｒｌｄ               ｗｈｉｌｅ               ｓｐｅａｋｉｎｇ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ｔｅｒｒｉｂｌｅ               ｐｏｔｅｎｔｉａｌ               ｏｆ               ｗａｒ               ｉｎ               ｐｌａｉｎ               ａｎｄ               ｃｌｅａｒ               ｌａｎｇｕａｇｅ.

Ｗｅ               ｍａｎａｇｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｓｔｕｆｆ               ｏｆ               ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅ               ａｎｄ               ｔｏｔａｌ               ｄｅｓｔｒｕｃｔｉｏｎ               ａｎｄ               ｗｅ               ｍａｎａｇｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｓｔｕｆｆ               ｏｆ               ｌｉｆｅ.
               Ｗｅ               ｓｔｏｏｄ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ａｕｄｉｅｎｃｅ               ａｔ               Ｂｉｔｂｕｒｇ               Ａｉｒ               Ｂａｓｅ               ｗｈｉｌｅ               Ｒｏｎａｌｄ               Ｒｅａｇａｎ               ｅｎｄｅｄ               ｏｕｒ               ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ               ｏｆ               Ｇｅｒｍａｎｙ.

Ｗｅ               ｈｅｌｐｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｂｒｅａｋｕｐ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               ＵＳＳＲ.

Ｗｅ               ｓｈｏｗｅｄ               ｕｐ               ｆｏｒ               ｔｈｅ               Ｇｕｌｆ               Ｗａｒ.

Ｗｅ               ｗｅｎｔ               ｉｎｔｏ               ｓｐａｃｅ.

Ｗｅ               ｗｅｎｔ               ｔｏ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｎｔａｒｃｔｉｃ               ａｎｄ               ｕｎｄｅｒ               ｔｈｅ               ｓｅａｓ.
               
               Ｗｅ               ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ               ｔｈｅ               ｆａｃｅ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               Ａｉｒ               Ｆｏｒｃｅ.

Ｗｅ               ｗｅｒｅ,               ｉｎ               ｔｕｒｎ,               ｇｒｅａｔｌｙ               ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ               ａｎｄ               ｅｎｈａｎｃｅｄ               ｉｎ               ｗａｙｓ               ｔｈａｔ               ｏｎｌｙ               ｗｅ               ｃａｎ               ｋｎｏｗ.

Ｔｈｅ               ｍｉｌｉｔａｒｙ               ｃｈａｎｇｅｄ               ｍｅ               ｉｎ               ｍａｎｙ               ｗａｙｓ,               ｉｎｃｌｕｄｉｎｇ               ｍｙ               ｈｅａｌｔｈ.
               Ｎｏｗ               Ｉ               ａｍ               ａ               ｄｅｃｏｒａｔｅｄ               ｖｅｔｅｒａｎ,               ａ               ｓｅｒｖｉｃｅ               ｃｏｎｎｅｃｔｅｄ               ｄｉｓａｂｌｅｄ               ｖｅｔｅｒａｎ,               ａ               ｖｅｔｅｒａｎ               ｏｆ               ｆｏｒｅｉｇｎ               ｗａｒｓ,               ａ               ｆｉｒｓｔ               ｉｎ               ｔｈｅ               ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ               ｏｆ               ｍｙ               ｃｌａｎ,               ａｎｄ               ａ               ｐｒｏｕｄ               ｖｅｔｅｒａｎ               ｏｆ               ｔｈｅ               Ｕ.Ｓ.

Ａｒｍｅｄ               Ｆｏｒｃｅｓ.
               Ａｎｄ               Ｉ               ｗｏｕｌｄ               ｄｏ               ｉｔ               ａｌｌ               ａｇａｉｎ               ｉｆ               Ｉ               ｃｏｕｌｄ.






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