If you need an encore buddy, I can be of assistance, and am always ready to deliver.
I was stuck in a small high school in the outer edges of affluent Montgomery County, Merryland. I was a kid with a blue collar brain trying to take white collar academic classes only. Pushed by my parents that I had to go to college, yet my whole soul was starving for classes that taught me a trade....my studies floundered, then just tanked to nothingness. If I hadn't have picked up a bass guitar and found a passion to occupy my brain with hour after hour of research in the form of picking out note for note on a small record player, every note great bass players of the soul music era played, I would have wound up dropping out of high school. I needed to do, and study something...that I could actually USE. Something that I could create with my own mind...my own hands.
NO, I don't know the answer to hardly a single question above. Just like in OCS/flight school....any enlisted man knew more about the Army, how the Army worked, who out ranked who, etc. Sure I took all of that junk in the countless classes and passed the tests to continue on in the officer candidate part of flight school, but I...me...I was in OCS/flight school to be a pilot, I could have cared less how the Army operated, and being saluted was meaningless to me. I just wanted to fly choppers in Vietnam, the rest of the study in OCS was useless fluff to me. Just like high school and one year of junior college (where I majored in drugs, alcohol, and girls....in no particular order....it was a waste of my talents, my time, and my parents money....so one day I decided to stop wasting their money and my time and I went down to a recruiter and told him I wanted to fly helicopters in Vietnam). They only needed to teach me everything possible to fly a Huey and send me to Nam, I didn't need no stinkin' OCS....I told all of my door gunner to never salute me, that stupid tarnished (on purpose) bar on my hat was only worn there to keep sergeants from giving me orders....nothing more as it meant nothing to me. I was a pilot....damn the officer.
So, back to Dan's topic once again....No, I couldn't pass a US citizenship test. I am not and never was...wired in that respect....or field of study. I can wire and plumb, and even build yore house from the ground up, though. Nothing to that for me.....does that make me a US citizen?
Thank you....thank you very much
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Edited by tsap seui, 29 April 2014 - 06:56 AM.