Saturday, December 15, 2007

The Beginning...Well Sort Of

I should have gone to the Air Force Academy. At least that's what I had convinced myself to believe. Securing a nomination from Congressman Omar Burleson was easy. Securing an acceptable math score on the ACT was a whole different matter.

One foolish point, that was the difference. Yet, it might as well been fifty. Try as I did by retaking the ACT, my math score rapidly headed south. You see, I'm the kind of person that casinos like to have parked at the gaming table. I put all of my eggs in one basket. I let it all ride on the red.

The problem was that the Vietnam crowd was dwindling down. The Air Force needed potential pilots. Judging from my use of coke bottle spects, my young ass didn't have the potential for warming the ejection seat of any jet fighter. I was told, "It's a damn shame. If only you had applied a year earlier." This mantra would pretty much haunt me for a long time.

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