*WARNING* This is another long post. Not as ugly, but just as long. Read only if you have time to kill. In my last entry, I left off at the date of my salvation. That is where this picks up. . . In Basic Training, there were two flights, or teams, that did everything together: eat, drill, train, etc. I was in an all-girl flight and the other flight was all-boy. Since we spent so much time together, I got to know everyone on both teams very well. I spent every waking moment with them for 6 ½ weeks! After BT, I transferred to Wichita Falls, TX for job training. About 2 or 3 other people from my flight in BT went with me. We all ended up being in the same class at that base, too, although this class was much smaller with a total of 8 or 9 people. I really got to know everyone well because of the small class size. About half way through the training period (about 4 weeks into it), we received our orders for our permanent duty station. We were all in a class for airplane mechanics on the KC...
Seeing God's blessings in everyday life. . .