Where to start

I'm not sure how I should proceed. I guess I should just dive in.

I was a 7 pound preemie, or so I thought for 21 years. My folks met at West Texas State University. My mom graduated with an education degree and my dad, barely, with a Sociology degree. They got married May 1, 1966 and graduated a few weeks later. They stayed in Canyon, Texas while waiting for Dad to be accepted into the Air Force.

Dad is an Air Force Brat, too, and has an interesting up bringing. Bumped around. The usual. Mom is Oil Field Trash. She attended four different high schools, and four different colleges. The VietNam war was going on, and Mom absolutely didn't want him to join the Air Force. But all Dad ever wanted to do was to learn how to fly. His own father was still active, had served in two wars (WWII & Korean) and was on his way to his third (VietNam). Grandpa flew the big birds and really just lucked into learning how to fly. The story goes that he joined the Army in WWII and a buddy of his wanted to go fly for the Army Air Corps. The friend convinced Grandpa to sit in on the exam. As luck would have it, Grandpa passed, his friend did not.

My familial back ground is German, and Grandpa was second generation American . But we still look German. So Grandpa flew for the OSS during WWII. He said he would fly in resistance members behind enemy lines at night. The spies wouldn't have parachutes, so Grandpa would fly low to the ground looking for bonfires. The bonfires were used to mark the locations of large hay bales where the spies were expected to jump out of the plane and land.

To this day, Grandpa says he flew in Mussolini's assassin.

But I digress. Mom and Dad were barely making a living - even with college degrees. Dad pumped gas for Sears and Mom was getting ready to have me. I was actually born a civilian baby, which means that the government didn't pay for my hospital stay, my grandparents did.

I was born in December, 1966 and a month later mom and dad packed up everything they owned into a VW bug and we moved to Phoenix, Arizona. Dad had to go through OTS and then flight school.