Beginning of An Era

Hello to everyone here on Planet Earth, and up in space for any astronauts who may be checking the state of the Intarwubz while in orbit.

I'm beginning this blog to chart (yet another) veteran's journey to a deployment in the Middle East, the ensuing tales & trials that adventure will hold, and then the rundown after returning home as a new combat veteran.

First off, some basic stuff that has to be done at the outset: Views & Opinions expressed on here belong to myself alone and do not represent the policies, attitudes, or beliefs of the U.S. Air Force, the US Department of Defense, or any entity outside of the meatspace between my ears. As such, don't assume that what I say, think, and therefore publish is common among any of the above-mentioned organizations.

About myself: I'm a veteran in the U.S. Air Force, serving on Active Duty since early 2004. My Air Force Specialty Code (AFSC) is 1W071; for you non-USAF people, this is just a designation of what my job in the service is. 1-Whiskeys are your weather observers & forecasters. I've spent over half a decade primarily supporting USAF missions, though I've recently completed training to upgrade my qualifications to that of a "Battlefield Weather Airman." This is just a fancy, mil-corporate buzzword for a weather forecaster who's office is out on the front lines in support of U.S. Army aviation missions. Hoo-ah!

I've been stationed in Tokyo, Japan 2 times, for a total of nearly 3 years. In between assignments here in Japan, I was assigned to McChord Air Force Base just south of Tacoma, Washington for 2 1/2 years. While assigned there, I completed my first deployment to the United Arab Emirates for 4 months of non-combat zone duty. Add in the 9 months of Basic Military Training & Initial Skills Training that I had during my first year of military service, and you're pretty much caught up on where I've been and how long I was at a given area.

These days, I hold the rank of Staff Sergeant. I'm the lowest rank of Non-Commissioned Officer, and as a member of Middle Management, I've already lost most of my "Street Credit" with younger Airmen who work near my office. I see it as a fair trade for not having to share a kitchen or laundry room with them anymore.

That's who I am on paper, if you were to water down my military service record. Who I am in reality, like anyone with a pulse, steady breathing, and a Social Security Number, is a bit more complicated. Hopefully the posts that go up here in the future will begin to flesh that out a bit, and in the event of a TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) that causes partial or total amnesia, I now have a record that approaches the level of snarkiness that I exhibit "as appropriate" for my given environment. (I've been known to have a tongue that is sharper than a razor blade in an Armani suit.)

Stay tuned & we'll see where this thing goes.

SSgt Tom "Jinxy" Jenkins