It wasn’t until my father retired from the military and we moved off base to a small town in eastern Washington that I realized how strange and wonderful my childhood had been. The kids in my new town had known each other since kindergarten and hadn’t lived anywhere else. To me, it was normal to assume your classmates would be new each year. The other military kids moved as much as I did, so it was a constant churn. My new friends’ eyes would widen when I talked about moving every two to three years. It had never seemed strange to me, and I am still grateful I met a mix of people from around the globe, lived in different places, and saw that home was anywhere my family lived.
When I graduated from high school, I visited the recruiter to consider whether I should join up and serve for four years to offset the cost of college. Ultimately, I didn’t join the military like my mother, father, and grandfather had, but I was glad the option was there. Military life is part of the fabric of America. Politics aside, we’ve learned to appreciate those who join with the intention to represent, support, and defend our nation. The men and women who serve our country do so knowing their commitment is more than a nine to five job and may come with the ultimate cost.
This issue we’ll explore military sites like the Presidio and Grosse Point, learn what it’s really like to be in service, and how we can help those who serve live better lives. It is with pride and respect that we dedicate this issue to supporting the troops.
Heather Roulo / Operations Director