Dear Mom and Dad,                                                                    14 Jul 86

 

By Christmas, Cathy and I should have all the amenities of the good life: a kid, a VCR, each other's company, steady jobs, and now a home in the heart of the country. Cathy's falling for a 3 bedroom, 2 bathroom, 2 car garage place on the outskirts of San Angelo. She took some Polaroids of it for me. Big help that I am, I said, "Go for the gusto." It even has a lawn and fireplace to tend to. Who could ask for anything more? You may ask yourself, "Can they afford that?" Good question. My answer is, "Probably."

 

Here are some pictures from Memorial Day Weekend and July 4th week.

 

18 Jul 86

I'm running a flea market tomorrow for the Company Grade (Junior) Officers' Council. At this point, I just want it to be over with. I volunteered to be project officer for a few reasons, not the least of which is the "face time" it would give me with different offices on base. Hopefully, this will help me make my mark at Pease, because the two biggest lessons I learned from it are that I'm not a good delegater and I'm not good on the phone. I've done about 75% of the preparation for the flea market myself and snapped out at two people over the phone who I thought were giving me shitful support. (They were, but it isn't considered very professional for an officer to say, "What is this? You're screwing me!") I'll keep you posted, but at this point, I don't care how successful it is, as long as it's over by this time tomorrow.

 

19 Jul 86

Amen. The flea market is over. Made $165 for CGOC charities. Made a third of that from one customer, a crazy black evangelist bargain hunter. It was an interesting day.

 

Cathy's closing on the house I mentioned in the first paragraph. She should be moving in by the middle or end of August. The address is 1033 Cricket Lane, San Angelo, TX 76905. Hopefully, the road isn't named for its inhabitants, or we'll never get any sleep.