Sometimes...

[Bailey Guns]

I think it hit me in July 1979 when I stepped off the bus at Lackland AFB to the sound of screaming TIs.

[theGinsue]

I think it hit me in July 1979 when I stepped off the bus at Lackland AFB to the sound of screaming TIs.

For me if was a few months before going to Basic. I was in college and ran out of money. I lived in a nasty trailer with my brother who informed me he was moving out of town. The only job I could get (that paid me a salary) was at Wendy's - which was not enough to pay full rent and food to survive. I tried to get financial aid from college but was turned down on every front. I was coming up on VERY hard times in 3 months. I knew I'd be on welfare & food stamps (if I qualified) if I didn't do something quickly and moving back home to mom and dad wasn't an option. I decided the only adult choice I had was to join the military. I arranged to visit the recruiter and then used the college library to study for the ASVAB test. My lowest score on the test was 85. I took responsibility for my life as an adult would instead of relying on others to take care of me.