How we met...
I joined the Air Force on January 3rd, 1995. I had already been in college a year and a half, held 2 jobs at once and maintained a decent GPA, but God was telling me to move. I didn't know it was God. I just thought I needed to get out of my parent's house. I won't apologize. That's how I felt. When I got to basic training I immediately went to church and found them lacking a person to play the piano. I volunteered, tried out, and got the "job." It was free time away from the other 50 menstruating women that I was subjected to, and I honestly enjoyed it. There is only one piano, so I was in a pretty visible position. The choir had 30-50 people in it, depending on the Sunday. Joe was in the choir. He knew me, I knew him not. We graduated basic and, unbeknownst to me, he was in my "brother" flight, which meant we were on the same time table. We both got assignments to Monterey, California and the Defense Language Institute (DLI). He was ...