We went to the commissary this morning, and lo! An Army Band, playing right there in the checkout line! It was a pleasant, if odd, surprise, and we enjoyed the show!
Just as we left the commissary, we noticed a big C130 circling overhead, apparently practicing take-offs and landings. So we hurried on over to a park beside the airport where we could see the action up close. It lifted off just as we pulled alongside and we settled in to wait for it’s next run. We watched it circle round and round and then… fly off toward Louisville! Oh, well.
What is that we hear in the distance? Is it… Could it be… Oh, yes! It is! A helicopter! Well, that makes up for the plane’s abandonment. Almost.
As we drove away, all of us ridiculously excited, I recalled a question Davey was asked not too many years ago. “How does your wife plan to get you out of the Army?” she’d asked. “How do I plan to get you out of the Army?” I’d retorted. “Or how do I plan to get the Army out of you?” The truth is, none of us will ever be able to let it go.
Once and Army family, always an Army family.