The Boy has flown away on his first solo airplane trip, sans adult escort, to attend another training. I heard from him as he relaxed in a USO lounge, awaiting other cadets before being whisked away to a more remote area. At that location he will practice marksmanship, and navigation through a wilderness setting. He will also learn rappelling and the art of camouflage.
Let's hope he remembers his bug spray.
(photo courtesy of "Anchors Aweigh", 1945, MGM Studios)
*“How happy is the sailor's life, from coast to coast to roam; in every port he finds a wife, in every land a home.” - Isaac Bickerstaffe
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I couldn't resist this:
Mexican Hat Dance
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