"It is the soldier, not the reporter,
Who has given us freedom of the press.
It is the soldier, not the poet,
Who has given us freedom of speech.
It is the soldier, not the campus organizer,
Who has given us the freedom to demonstrate.
It is the soldier,
Who salutes the flag,
Who serves beneath the flag,
And whose coffin is draped by the flag,
Who allows the protestor to burn the flag."
- Charles M. Province US Army

So I have been thinking/worrying/feeling guilty even about a possible situtation that has come my way.  I not quite sure how I should fill because it is really the first time it has happened to be on such a scale as this.  So to set the scene, I am about to graduate college with a less then stellar GPA and my dream was to go into the Military for flight school, but did i choise the wrong major.  Anyway I am right on the border line for being able to be excepted into their program, however I have a secret weapon.  While I was in high school I had a really awesome coach for my swim team, so awesome in fact he helped me drop over 20 seconds in my 500 freestyle at once.  He was a Navy Seal Captain, thats Col. for those of you non-navy type, and took me aside one day and told me that in college if you do well you can do anything you want.  I took that to heart and i feel have somehow dishonored my coach because I have not done well.  FastForward ->> I am not less then a month from graduation, I have one day of classes left and I still wish to be a military pilot.  My Coach, now is a Rear Admiral in the Navy and possibly might give me some help to get into Flight school.  BAM! Guilt, right there.  I feel guilty for help, I feel guilty becuase the help he might give has, i feel, not been earned.  Its like the first time anyone has helped me.  Now to my friend I do understand you guys have helped me many many a time but this time I feel like its different, so please dont take offense.  So what do I do?   How should I feel?  Why does it keep me up at night?  Any thoughts?

RoB~XeroCool

It's the soldier, not the poet who gives you the freedom of speech.
It's the soldier, not the campus organizer who allows you to demonstrate.
It's the soldier who salutes the flag, serves the flag, whose coffin is draped with the flag that allows the protester to burn the flag

XeroCool
~RoB

"It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived." -General George S. Patton

~RoB

So here I am 20 years old and still not clue as to what I will spend the rest of my life doing. I aptly named this Entry "Fathers footsteps" because my father was a pilot in the USA Army for roughly 20 years. I find that immensly cool, so cool in fact that I have given much thought to the idea of going Military. The fact is that I will stay in college and finish up my degree in Biology. After that I am not sure, and that is where the fork in my life lays. To one side lays the path of immediate higher-education in the form of graduate school or some form. The other is Military and hopefully if all goes well flight school. I dont see myself as becoming some great military tactioner but I do see myself as a great pilot. If I am to become a pilot then I will and I will do all in my power to be the best.....best if im not why should I try.... Right? That idea of higher education isnt out of the picture anyway. If I am do go military there are ample opportunities for me to get futher education throught the miltary paid by good ole' Uncle Sam. So the question still remains: What will I do? Oh well no more rantings Ill just go to Air Power...... Have a Good One

~RoB