I went into the Army at the relatively old age of 26.
I was working, but I needed a change. I always felt that I needed to serve my country in some way. My father was a career Navy Chief, and my brother was a Marine, so I mixed things up and joined the Army!
I had basic training at Ft. Leonard Wood, Missouri, and my AIT at Ft. Huachuca, Az. My duty station for the remainder of my enlistment was at Schofield Barracks on Oahu.
I know, tough duty! Believe it or not, after a while, I got tired of laying around in the sun! I was rescued by a guy in the company who was in the Armed Forces Field Archery Club (AFFAC). Most everyone by then were shooting compounds, so that's what he gave me to shoot. By the end of my tour, though, I was shooting a recurve again.
Since it was a time of relative peace in the world, the Army didn't really have anything for us to do but train. Fortunately, I was loaned out to the 548 RTG at Hickam AFB. With the 548th, it got to go on two 2-month TDY's to Okinawa where we worked the imagery from the SR-71's that flew missions from there. This really helped make my enlistment go by quickly.
I had a good deal going there on Oahu, as I lived off post, but I knew that I probably wouldn't have such a deal if I re-upped and got sent somewhere else, so I got out after my 3-year hitch was up.
It was a good experience, and it gave me the break I needed. I had served my country, and it was now time to enjoy our great country with a bow in hand.