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Lackland. The mere mention of the word strikes up unpleasant memories to nayone who is or has been in the U.S. Air Force. Like everyone who has been there, I was more than happy to leave. My assignment was Sheppard AFB for Technical Training. Sheppard is in Wichita Falls, Texas, about a two hour drive from my home town. It was my second weekend in Wichita Falls. My first weekend there I had gone home, all night on a Greyhound. I bought a car while I was home and brought it back with me. I had transportation, which most of the guys didn't have. Problem was that I had absolutely no money left. I found a copy of Cracked Magazine, a poor imitation of Mad, and was in my room reading it. There was a pen pal section in there, so I decided to drop a line to one of the girls listed there. The one I picked was Connie Archa. The reason I picked her was because she was in Vernon, which was not all that far from Wichita Falls. I couldn't tell you today what I wrote to her, because I really don't remember, but what ever it was worked, because she responded. We wrote each other a couple of times a week for the next two or three weeks. It was almost a month before I had enough money to make a trip to Vernon. I arranged to meet Connie where she worked, a little hamburger place on West Wilbarger Street. Although I had seen her picture, I was withholding judgment on her until I met her. She seemed nice enough, and her picture was okay, but I wasn't ready to make a decision on what next. She had my picture as well, and I'm sure she was in the same predicament. I had made no plans for us other than to meet her, that way if it didn't work, I wouldn't be stuck with her. We seemed to click pretty good when I met her. Surprisingly, she looked just like her picture. We spent a couple of hours in a booth in the back of the place where she worked, drinking cokes and talking. We hit it off surprisingly well. I knew that I really needed to get going back toward Wichita Falls, as it was a fairly long drive, and I had to be up early in the morning. We were both getting tired of just sitting there, so I suggested that we go for a ride, so she could show me the town. Vernon is not that big of a place, so the tour didn't take long. We talked all the while, and while I am not sure how it came about, we spent some time cruising the drag in Vernon, and talking to her friends, and before long it was almost dark. She suggested that we go to the drive in, which I knew was not a real good idea. It was almost nine already, and I had about a three hour drive back the Wichita Falls. It would be almost midnight when the movie was over, which would put me in Wichita Falls about three AM if I was lucky. I had to be up at five. Still, I had a feeling about this, so I agreed to it. Especially since it was her suggestion to go............(cont) |
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