Back to School, Part XIV

In March of 2000, I was in Squadron Officer School in Alabama. We had to write a paper from some list of prepared topics, and as a recent missileer, I figured the National Missile Defense subject was close enough to my career to add some credibility.
I remember quoting Lt Gen Ron Kadish, then the head of the Missile Defense Agency (though it was called the Ballistic Missile Defense Organization at the time).
Jump to 2001, getting assigned to the Space Warfare Center on Schriever AFB, working in the same building as the MDA, with Lt Gen Kadish's picture in the lobby. Huh.

So today his wife proctored my Air War College exam up at Bolling AFB.

I saw a magazine cover on the wall with the general's picture on it, but then a personal frame with him in civvies, and then it clicked that the lady next door had said I had to go see Mrs. Kadish for my test...

...on which I needed to answer at least 18 questions correctly in order to pass.
I got 19 right.
Read about 3- or 400 pages in the last two weeks, mostly after 10pm, for 25 random questions spanning Air Power topics from Vietnam to Desert Storm to Allied Force to the Freedom brothers, Enduring and Iraqi. Went to bed at 1:25 this morning. Cat woke me up licking the back of my head at 5:43. Perhaps she sensed tasty information was oozing out and wanted to smoosh it back in my brain so I'd pass.
I'll thank her later.

Meanwhile, in a Freaky Friday shift of responsible parenting, I have taught Ryan the difference between right and left, while Ainsley has taught him the signs for "First Down" and "Time Out".
What makes me think that if I'm not paying attention at the hospital, she's going to name our daughter Darrell Green?