BLK KAT
Hello one and all. I'm BLK KAT. At this point I could tell you my real name but I think that's a privilege that you have to earn. Sit back and let me tell you a little about BLK KAT.
Let's start with the main stats: I'm 28, single (by choice), no kids and no strong desire to have any. I'm originally from the great southern state of Mississippi, born and bred, as I like to say. Primarily lived in the small college town of Hattiesburg, home of the University of Southern Mississippi. Relocated to Gulfport in my sophomore year of high school. Graduated from Gulfport High, home of the Fighting Admirals (what the hell is that, a bunch of white guys or something). I joined the military in the summer of my senior year. I actually missed the first day of school because I was at the MEP's station in New Orleans.
I graduated in the month of June and entered basic training a week later. Darling, I wanted out of Mississippi with the quickness. I spent the next six weeks at Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio, Texas in a complete daze. The main thing that I remember is that it was unmercifully hot and I itched the entire time. I found out later that I was allergic to the starch used in pressing our uniforms. Six weeks of hell made durable by the instant friendships that were formed. Flight W130, if any of you happen to come across this site drop me a line.
Well over ten years have passed since then and life has been to say the least interesting. My first duty station after technical training at Chanute AFB in Illinois was Ft. Wainwright, Alaska. Yes, that's right Alaska. A girl from the deep south in Alaska. Culture shock to the extreme. I cried when I got off the plane. I arrived late at night in the middle of November. My luggage was lost and I had only 5 dollars to my name. My boss, who picked me up, said I was easy to spot. The underdressed kid standing in the middle of the terminal looking lost. That was a confusing adjustment period. I had never experienced more than a few snow flurries before and now to be surrounded by feet of it covering everything in sight. Alaska also has this weird phenomena of 24 hours of darkness in the winter and 24 hours of sunlight in the summer. That was probably one of the harder adjustments. Keeping track of time. You definitely gotta have get one of those clocks with the little red dot indicating am or pm. I was confused many a day.
While in Alaska I met a
wonderful man whom I married. You might have noticed that I did start off this page
by saying that I was single right? As with most marriages today it didn't last and I
will be the first to admit that a lot of it was my fault.
After three years in Alaska
I was assigned to Keesler AFB in Mississippi. That's right, back at home and what a
shock. I went away a child and came back a woman or at least my version of a
woman. My family still looked upon me as the kid that left and treated me
accordingly. That was a hard time for everyone involved. I can happily say things
couldn't be better between me and my family. Now when I say family I mean from
my grandmother Mudear, who is my heart, to my littlest cousin. I get to sit at the
grownfolks table at family dinners. LOL. All in all being assigned to
Keesler wasn't the best thing at that time so with some other things going on I was
reassigned to Vance AFB in Enid, Oklahoma. Simply put take the I out of Enid and you
get my opinion of my year spent there. It was a podunk town in the middle of some
of the ugliest, flattest land God ever created. I was more than ecstatic when that
time was up and I was reassigned to Keesler. This time everything was much better.
After graduating from the Weather Journeyman class in January '96 I was assigned to
Wheeler AAF in Hawaii. I had some
interesting times there also. Did my share of partying along with a few other peoples share as well. Can't say that I really enjoyed this
assignment. As the saying goes nice place to visit but I don't want to live
there. I can honestly say that I grew a lot as a person while there,
again an old saying comes to mind: that which does not kill us only makes us stronger. Finished my last year in the military at Peterson AFB in Colorado. Happily/Sadly(?) my time in the military has come to an end. I came in at 18, thinking I knew everything and realizing very quickly I didn't. I've had some great times, meet some wonderful people and have seen a little bit of the world for free..lol
I've made what some might call mistakes in my journey but I've had a dammed good time. To those who were with me and to those who will join me on my travels in the future thanks.
Thanks for listening....peace, KAT
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