... was the year I joined the Air Force; it was the year I graduated from Basic Training, and Tech School after that. It was the first year I spent more than a couple weeks away from home, my family, my good friends. It was the first year I had to live on my own, make my own decisions, be my own man. It was the first year I stepped foot outside of America’s borders, the first year I flew over an ocean.

It was a year where I found love, and quickly lose it, only to find it again as it neared its end. It was the year my family and I watched Nebraska play in the Gator Bowl.

I’ve felt the fear of my first night at Basic Training, the pride of graduation. I’ve felt home sick after six months in training. I’ve felt extremely lucky for th...

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