Your comments read like my life story...LOL. My dad was also military and until he retired, we always lived on base. I was in California in the late sixties - about 90 miles from San Francisco so believe me I had my gut full of hippies by the time we left for Turkey. I lost two friends in Nam (also AF brats) so I really, really hated hippies and the so-called peace movement. I remember crying when Goldwater lost. And my best memory on returning to the states was the time we came home from England on the SS United States and going up on the deck at 0400 and seeing the Statue of Liberty. Most beautiful sight this little 12 year old ever saw!
Wouldn’t have traded the life of a brat for anything!