I lost all my pictures in a fire.... so I take pictures of everything now and store them digitally. I really wish I had something to share, so instead I will tell a story, and you can imagine it.

When I joined the USAF 21Mar94, I did Basic in Texas, and Tech School, also in Texas. Prior to leaving, I had managed to move out of my house and re-unite with my grandfather. My Grandmother had passed away, and we were not there because my mom and her were fighting.... like normal. SO, I spent some time with my Aunt and Grandfather, and older sister. They were all in support of what I was doing.... my parents were not, because they were losing free labor, which is the main reason I wanted to leave home.

My grandfather wrote me my entire time I was in Basic, and Tech School.... and became very excited when he found out my first base was going to be March AFB, CA. He was stationed there in WWII. I sent him pictures of the base, and his last letter to me included a 3c post card from March Field, of the barracks across the street from mine.