Over the next few days I called Langley and tried to work a deal over the phone with my boss
to see if we could pull some strings and get
me back to Langley in 1998 following my Korea tour, and save my marriage. All this time I was dealing with the funeral for my
aunt, and scared to death of bursting into flames for standing near a candle. I didn't know what to say to my cousins who rarely saw me and wanted
to talk. I was a zombie and wandered off alone to think in the cemetery. I had no outlet for my rage--my bicycle had repeated flat tires, then my aluminum fork broke. I called Miimii and told her if staying
in Virginia was so important to her, I'd leave the Air Force to save our
marriage. I'd been in for nearly 13 years, but when I took my marriage vows I said,"'Till death do us part". |