See, most people who are in pilot training with us (I say us because well, it is us. I know that Greg is actually learning to fly - but the kids and are are learning how to keep the house running (and flying?!) while he's out and about in the skies. I digress.) don't know where they are heading at the end of the crazy journey.
We, as reservists, are a little different. We know the plane and the base that we're going to... that's a lucky spot to be in.
In any case, two weeks before pilot training graduation, Assignment Night happens and a terrific huge unveiling of where everyone is going. It's a giant exhaling of breath that most - no, everyone - has been holding for weeks, and weeks, and weeks. It's a big deal.
Our "drop night" (that's what it's called because the assignments are "dropped" on the guys) was a total celebration. There were many happy smiling pilot faces around - all quite pleased with they assignments, the next planes that they will fly, and really just getting to this milestone.
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