"Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and confidence." - Helen Keller
As I sat in my office to wrap up the work week after being in the field on energy-audit inspections, furniture upgrades were going on in other office spaces of the building. A distinct noise rolling down the main hallway triggered some serious nostalgia.
Through the block wall next to me, I could hear the workers using rolling carts to transport the office furniture down the marble floor hallway. The rumbling started from a distance and got closer and louder. I immediately had a nostalgic feeling of sitting in high school class at Ramstein Air Force Base, Germany.
The airbase flight line was maybe a mile or two from the high school. The sound of rumbling vibration of this cart rolling down the hallway sounded like the F-16 fighter jet in the great distance speeding down the runway, engine a-blast.
The fighter jets went on training missions regularly, so it wasn't uncommon to hear them during the school day. Hearing fighter jets to this day gives me goosebumps. I love the sound, and frankly miss being around it. It’s a sound of power and freedom. That’s the way we looked at it as a military family.
The summer of 1987, going into my senior year, I was lucky enough to work a summer job around the flight lines. I was a general maintenance worker. Mowing grass, helping to clean aircraft hangars, and other odd jobs the Sergeant found for us.
It was labor work, but included a fair share of fun and clownish behavior. I won’t get into the mischievous affairs. Let's just say national security was never endangered. If I knew how to fire-up the F-16, well then, we may have had a different story on our hands. Just kidding!
The reality... luckily we weren't foolish enough to encroach on an F-16 without permission and supervision. Graciously though, we were able to sit in one and have a close up tour under a pilot’s supervision. Shooting the breeze with the pilots was great. One would think I'd pursue a fighter pilot career...I was so intrigued.
When I think back on the idea, it really comes down to a lack of confidence. Sure, I was confident on the athletic field, but to be a fighter pilot? I’m sure I told myself, I’m not capable of that.
My simple message to graduating seniors…don’t dismiss thoughts of intrigue and excitement of a potential career due to lack of confidence. As Theodore Roosevelt said, “Believe you can, and you’re halfway there.”
Surround yourself by those in the profession you're intrigued by. Talk to them, learn from them, and create great relationships. I am confident they will mentor and empower you.
Building confidence in a challenging profession is a marathon, not a sprint. The confidence will grow from determination, dedication, and discipline.
Be disciplined...become confident! And yes...the Air Force is always in need of more pilots!!
Congratulations Class of 2025!
-The Weatherized Brat
(A special shout out to my son graduating from high school this weekend…..and thoughts of gratitude for my oldest son, serving in the United States Air Force, who will be able to join us for the celebration.)