Well, Air Force Reserves.

For those of you who know my eldest, she left yesterday for San Antonio to
begin her training as an Air Force Flight Medic. She phoned from the San
Antonio Airport last night, quite nervous about the undertaking. We won't
hear from here for a few days. I guess she only gets to make one phone call
this weekend, and she's going to phone her father. He will then email her
snail mail address to all of us. She chose her father because he is the
least likely to start crying on the phone and make her cry too. Or at least
he's less likely to join in if she starts crying, and will be able to give
her better moral support!

I guess I'll be going to San Antonio at the beginning of March for her
"graduation" and then she's still got another 6 months of training before we
really see her again!