Fourth Grade New Year’s Day Memories from January 1, 1963

The first New Year’s Day that I clearly remember was New Year’s 1963. I was nine years old and a fourth grade at Luke Air Force Base Elementary School on Luke Air Force Base, Glendale, Arizona. I remember the big deal that year about the Rose Bowl Football game. The University of Wisconsin was the… Continue reading Fourth Grade New Year’s Day Memories from January 1, 1963

Christmas – Military Brat Style

The first Christmas I can clearly remember was 1959. I was six years old. My family lived in Glendale, Arizona. Did I ever go to my paternal grandmother’s for Christmas? No. I never did that I can remember. Did I ever go to my maternal grandparent’s for Christmas? No. I did not that I can… Continue reading Christmas – Military Brat Style

Hello, I’m a Military Brat

What is a military brat? A military brat is the son or daughter of an airman, marine, sailor, or soldier. These children of career military have shared characteristics. They grew up in a community of service. Sacrificing for the greater good is part of their character. They moved on average once every three years to… Continue reading Hello, I’m a Military Brat

Hello, I’m a Military Brat

What is a military brat? A military brat is the son or daughter of an airman, marine, sailor, or soldier. These children of career military have shared characteristics. They grew up in a community of service. Sacrificing for the greater good is part of their character. They moved on average once every three years to… Continue reading Hello, I’m a Military Brat

Fourth Grade New Year’s Day Memories from January 1, 1963

The first New Year’s Day that I clearly remember was New Year’s 1963. I was nine years old and a fourth grade at Luke Air Force Base Elementary School on Luke Air Force Base, Glendale, Arizona. I remember the big deal that year about the Rose Bowl Football game. The University of Wisconsin was the… Continue reading Fourth Grade New Year’s Day Memories from January 1, 1963

Christmas – Military Brat Style

The first Christmas I can clearly remember was 1959. I was six years old. My family lived in Glendale, Arizona. Did I ever go to my paternal grandmother’s for Christmas? No. I never did that I can remember. Did I ever go to my maternal grandparent’s for Christmas? No. I did not that I can… Continue reading Christmas – Military Brat Style