Hanscom AFB

On Tuesday I took a drive to Hanscom AFB. I needed some stuff for Field Training, namely some BDU Brown shirts that I couldn't find anywhere (Brown crew necks do not exist in the civilian world), a belt and a few other details.

As I entered the BX, I passed a captain who greeted me, and I passed back a "good afternoon" to him. And I realized that I wanted to salute him, even though I didn't. I guess this little incident just put a unique perspective on my advancement towards a commission. I want to be saluting superior officers and showing them my support for their willingness to put themselves on the line for everyday people. I want to be in that group with them, doing what I can to aid them, perhaps even being them, to keep this nation strong.

In other news, while on the way down I found out that most of the drivers around here are terrible. One example, I stop at a red light. Light turns green. I hit the gas and before the car overcomes its inertia, the guy behind me honks. Take a physics class pal! Not only do I have a reaction time, I also have 3-4 tons of inertia to push! It might take 3 whole seconds to get me to move!

And Nashua is the only place where we seem to stop at green lights. I don't understand it.

There was one woman in a Spider outside of Milford on that day (I went to an Army/Navy surplus first) and at a red light, I was in the left lane, she was in the right. She gave me a haughty look and slammed on the gas and probably did ninety. And I motored on at the speed limit. I was surprised to not see her pulled over a mile away.

Grr

It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye. . . . then its hilarious!

J Kuhl Signing Off