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Hello all,
Amethyst: My brother had to finally do what the Air Force wanted. He is now in California taking classes to get his Doctorate. The Air Force has wanted to turn him into an instructor for 8 years now. My brother's name is William G. Sosnowski. He has served all over the place. Bosnia, 2 tours in Iraq, Afghanistan, 6 months in Russia(pilot exchange program),flying UAV's,etc.
My father was in Intelligence. I've learned to deal with one strange quirk my Dad has because of this. We would be watching a history type show on TV and something would catch my Dad's interest. He would start laughing or make a comment to the effect that they were full of B.S.. But we couldn't ask why, the secrecy thing. Drove me nuts when I was growing up. I don't know if your brother does it or not.
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Wow, seems a lot of us here have Air Force ties.
My brother's a major in the Canadian Air Force, and currently the deputy squadron commander of the 408 Tactical Helicopter Squadron, currently in Kandahar, Afghanistan. He's done Somalia, Bosnia, Haiti (twice) and this is his second stint in Afghanistan.
I talk to him fairly often on Skype. He'll say when he's been flying, but he won't say anything about what he's been doing while flying.
okay, this thread has got me thinking
Yes! there is a lot of fics out there about Ken/Joe, I'm sure I'm not the only one who has thought "What if?"...But the truth is (for me) that I'm not...the idear of meeting them is both exiting and dangerous..and I would probably (with my current skill level) not survive...so
I read the fics, drool over the pictures and think "Oh to meet someone like that.." and my inner romantic comes out and I thinks up wonderful but unrealistic fantasies.. (truth, someone that intense would push my "too freaky" button)
So..we dream up romances for them...were they find someone who understands them....assists them...and in the case of the sexual ones "rocks their world"
Society now protects children (I worked for Department of Families for several years, many cases were horrific and gave me nightmares), in some cases we "overprotect them", children need to be children, yet in our need to protect them we sometimes deprive them of honest loving touch, we have a certain level of suspicion if we don't understand anothers culturals way of interacting with eath other.
This team grow up with each other, relied on each other for survival, to defeat the enemy... were they isolated from other children their age? had duty drummed into them? would their idear of normal having us running to child protection?
I am sure there are others on this board who had challengeing childhoods or have witnessed it...you learn to survive one way or another, you protect yourself often shutting part of youself down and you can choose to do this many ways, you are suspicious of kindness wondering "what's the catch" or have a need to control be forcefull..like Ken or like Joe seek comfort elsewere (alcohol, smoking, anonymous encounters) ..you know something is missing...but having never honestly experienced it..your not sure what it is..so you keep doing what you know ..what you have been trained to, what is familiar.
Like a soldier returning from war...there is a period of adjustment...they have been in survival mode for a long time..with others who are going though the same thing..and then they come back into the main stream and are expected to act like everyone else ..no wonder so many re-enlist ...can you image doing this from childhood?
In the case of the science ninjas, they were trained from childhood...it would seem normal for them to turn to someone who understands, that they are familiar with, someone who is in their "comfort" zone, and anyone who tried to come between them ...to be dealt with.
Part of me is thinking "this isn't health for these people" part of me thinks "these people aren't real" part of me acknowledges that these characters, fics, pictures are an external reflection of what is inside me and that is why certain characters resinate with me (Joe and Ryu) anyway it's got me thinking...
I guess, I see , draw, write about them from were I am in my lives or were I want to be...mmmh need to think about this
Thanks for the indulgence
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Littlewolf, I often wondered how the team dealt with those two years as well. They've lived on adrenalin for at least two years fighting the war. They become addicted to it, adrenlin junkies. That's what was normal for them.
Normal for us is geting up, going to a boring 8 hour job, coming home and if you have a family, making and/or eating dinner. Cutting the grass, going to the grocery store, etc. Could they do things that mundane day after day? I'm sure they'd love to try but would hate it.
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I agree, I could see them leading a mundane life for a few months, and then eventually needing to get out and participate in some extreme sport just to get the adrenalin moving again.
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Hey there,
Amethyst: I definitely feel better now.I always thought my Dad was the only person that had a quirk like that. I love that don't ask don't tell line.
Iborgia88: Wow! My brother has been a helicopter pilot for about 6 years now. He still flies every week to prevent getting rusty. I wonder if our brothers know each other. Did your brother go to Haiti to help out during the earthquake? My brother took 2 helicopters and his squad of guys and went to New Orleans after Katrina. He was stationed in Florida at the time.
Whenever I could talk to Billy he would say something to the following.
Hi, Sis. You'll never believe what I did last night. I flew people who don't exist to a place that I can't tell you and they did something you'll never know. But it was awesome!
Got to love it.
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My brother was in Air Cadets all through high school (not sure if there's a US equivalent, but they're basically more militant and aviation-oriented Boy Scouts, but co-ed) and got his gliders license that way, but didn't seriously start flight training until he finished university in 1988, and after a year or two of jet training, he switched to helicopters. Now he's an "old man" -some of his fellow pilots were barely born when he started out!
He hasn't been in Haiti since about 2002... The reason I remember that is that while stationed there, he issued a plea for reading material, both for himself and his companions and I remember scouring used book stores to put together a box of good paperbacks to send down there...
I'll ask him if he's ever encountered you brother, though!
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Hey all:
Iborgia88: I think the reading material request has been made so many times by my brother, I've lost count. But, even more than that, is sweets. My Mom has sent insane amounts of cookies, cakes and even ceral.
My college, the University of Montana, had an ROTC program.
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I don't recall my brother ever requesting sweets -or maybe he just didn't request them from me (he knows I'm not much of a cook!)
Cadets, in Canada, is a bit different from ROTC in that you can join when you're 12 (though the minimum age was 14 back in my brother's day).
http://www.cadets.ca/home-accueil.aspx?LangType=4105
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