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Sixty-Six Years Ago Today - 7 July 1948
Sixty-Six years ago today a very naïve farm-boy left the Hoosier farm, To seek adventure beyond the horizon since farming had lost its charm. He enlisted in the Air Force, a knight in blue to keep the nation free. My gosh! Come to think about it, that unsophisticated lad was me! Since I was only seventeen, I had to get my reluctant Ma to sign for me. She came from a Quaker background and abhorred all strife, you see. Pa was ambivalent about the matter - just one less mouth to feed, said he. I marched off to face the future, another warrior for our family tree! Harassment began once I arrived at the inhospitable induction station. Docs had me bend over, then stand, turn my head and cough for observation. They probed and prodded and stuck needles in my arms for inoculation. Oh! The abject misery and humiliation of it all just to serve my nation! Next came the swearing-in where I vowed to uphold the Constitution. A fiendish sarge then assumed command and began his nasty persecution. "Fergit yer Mom, Dad and Maggie Mae" said he, "Yer butt belongs to me!" Just hours on duty and I was homesick for the farm, pining to be free! They put me on a choo-choo to Lackland AFB, Texas, for my basic training. I was shorn of all hair - by now my enthusiasm and patriotism was waning. Ah! But when I donned that Air Force suit of blue, I stood proud and tall! If my pals behind a plow and mule could see me now! I was having a ball! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (c) 2014 All Rights Reserved That naïve farm boy went on to serve 30 years in the Air Force, retiring 1 August 1978.
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