Week Seven

In my blues during a visit to Cincinnati after tech school in summer 2000.


Martin began Week Seven today.

I can’t tell you from personal experience what this particular week is all about because I didn’t have a Week Seven. A few days after my basic training graduation after six weeks, I was on a bus to the San Antonio airport for my flight to Baltimore. My technical school — which I will write more about later — was at Ft. Meade, an Army installation in Maryland between Baltimore and Washington DC.

But as for Martin?

He’s still at Lackland Air Force Base in Texas.

He’s almost done, but not quite.

He’s done with BEAST week.

Now, he’ll wrap up his training with a bunch of evaluations and classroom instruction. According to the ¬†various sources of¬†information online, Martin will be learning about Airmanship (which I think has really been ongoing this whole time), as well as some skills he’ll need as a new Airman.

Like financial management.

I’m going to be very disappointed if I hear he didn’t stand up in that class and give those young men some solid financial advice. Seriously — the reason they have that class is because a lot of young people have never written a check … or opened a checking account … or handled anything other than cash.

I’m positive that he will NOT be able to sit through that class without raising his hand and saying something. I can see him twitching, trying to hold back …

His flight will also be taking their final Air Force BMT fitness test, too.

Needless to say, I think this is going to be an easy week for him.