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How to Prepare for Joining the Air Force
Joining the Air Force is a huge decision for anyone to make. For most men and women making this choice, going through the enlistment process is their first experience as an adult after receiving their high school diploma. Becoming a service member in the armed forces is no small feat. There are many requirements—mentally, physically, and emotionally—for any person 18 years of age or older to be able to enlist in the Air Force. If you want to join the military, or if you are specifically considering joining the Air Force, here’s a list of how to prepare for training as well as a long-term Air Force career.
By Morgan E. Westling8 years ago in Serve
Being a Brat
Most people seem shocked when I ask: "What do you mean by where I'm from? As in hometown? Where was I last? Where I call home?" More seem even more shocked when I answer with my hometown, Misawa Air Base. Located 500 miles north of Tokyo, Japan's metropolis capital city, Misawa is in the peaceful countryside, filled with rice paddies, old buildings, forgotten towns with age-old traditions still being practiced side by side with modern buildings slowly being put up throughout the prefecture. In Japan, there are large prefectures that make up the islands, and each prefecture had its own primary product they were known for. My home was located in Aomori, most known for its agriculture with the rice, apples, and salmon. I loved going to the local festivals, trying all the new foods, and getting fresh rice off the harvest, normally as gifts from our local neighbors and friends that were connected to the farms and colleges that helped keep our part of Japan healthy and green.
By Mary Parker8 years ago in Serve
Best Three
As the plane slammed down on the tarmac in Albuquerque, I came to the swift realization there would be a significant shift in my existence. I was in the largest “metropolis” in New Mexico and the sense of a hustling and bustling city was absent. It was beautifully desolate outside of the airport. I took a long pull of my cigarette as I became enamored with constant pinkish hue the horizon had from crimson clay dirt. I hadn’t seen these colors in Japan, my home for the last six years. “My home country is foreign,” is all I thought as solitude and doubt tore at my soul.
By Kevin Moses8 years ago in Serve








