Personal Narrative: My First Military Training

It feels like just last week I was hugging my family goodbye as I was getting on the plane headed down to Lackland Air Force Base for basic military training. My story however begins way before this plane ride. Since I was a pre-teen computers and technology in general fascinated me. Growing up with a father that could fix a car engine with a 2X4 and a roll of duct tape and a mother who still is to this day a system analyst at Albany medical center, building and working with computer software and hardware was my hobby. Now working in the field I grew up to love in the world’s greatest Air Force feels like a dream come true but I feel I need to further my knowledge through higher education.

Throughout middle school I spent countless hours playing with different programs and helping friends build their computers. But as time went on I grew farther from technology and became more focused on fitting in and being cool. Not realizing that I was hurting my long term education goals. Going into high school my grades already took a massive hit and I continued to ignore my studies and fit in with the wrong
It was a cold November night my mother dropped me off at the hotel all the recruits were required to stay at prior to the flight. We hugged and I told her I’d see her soon if she squeezed any tighter I thought a rib would snap. The next day I arrived in San Antonio Texas to my first military experience. My nerves had my legs shaking getting off the bus that’s where I met my first supervisor MSgt Hudson. Although I was a stoutly built guy 5’7 190lbs this man was about 6’2 180lbs but his energy and voice was enough to destroy any of our strategy to get through the next 8 weeks. Once I got the hang of how to not get yelled at basic training was pretty easy and time started to fly by. Then came one of the more memorable moments of my life I received my airman’s coin that’s when I knew I finally was on track to achieving my