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Flight Engineer in Panama
Thursday, January 29, 2009; 1:00 AM :D


As a flight engineer, I had been stationed in Panama for several months before the December 1989 invasion. Ever since I began my air force flying career, my mother has been concerned about my safety. So I expected a long letter from her expressing her anxiety.

But what she sent was a sheet of paper containing six words: “KICK THEIRS. PROTECT YOURS. LOVE, MOM.”


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