Monday, July 20, 2009
A Break from Basic Cadet Training
During the Summer of Love, while fellow '69 high school grads were romping naked in the mud at Woodstock, I was going through Basic Cadet Training at the United States Air Force Academy. I remember wondering what crime I had committed in my previous life to be sent to this hell. To the Academy's credit, they gave us basic cadets the day off to watch the moon landing. Several officers based at the Academy volunteered to host a handful of doolies to cook burgers out and watch the landing. I can't remember the officer's name who hosted us, but I'll never forget what he said. He said, "Look around guys, one or more of you could be those guys (astronauts) someday." Sure enough, one of my classmates present that day with me, Sid Gutierrez, ended up making and commanding several shuttle missions. He now has a middle school named after him in Albuquerque, NM. Sid majored in Aeronautics and Astronautics. I majored in Political Science and Graduation. Maybe in my next life . . .