We lived on SAC bases and the alert crews had the rear rows. It was awe inspiring to see the crews in their green flight suits at national anthem time. Goosebumps still rise over the memory.
Another awesome spectacle was when the klaxon went off during a movie. Goosebumps but for a different reason. That might have been the last time we saw each other.
Indeed. I wouldn’t trade that childhood for anything.