Military Brat Life Blogs

Dan Anton: An Unexpected Military Journey to the Business World

The traits acquired by ex-military leadership often translates well into the private sector. This is true for Dan Anton, a retired Infantry Ranger Army Major, who hails from a proud family of military service. Dan’s father Jim, his father James, grandfather Henry, and his great grandfather all served in the United States military. Dan knew of the family’s military tradition but had no plans to join the service. His passion was computer science and solving […]

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Reflections On My Navy Career

When my father, Kingston Winget, turned 13 all he wanted to do was be a soldier. He enlisted in late 1944 but just missed World War II. Many young men really did want to get to the war before it was over. As it was he stayed in and became an officer and served in the Korean War and later three times in Vietnam. As soon as I was born he wanted me to be […]

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Grandparents – Stability in a Nomadic Life

My father’s parents retired and moved from north Alabama to Columbus, Georgia in 1960. I can remember going over with my parents to visit before we left for Germany. My uncle Myers, one of dad’s older brothers, was a WW II vet, and then a policeman, who lived right across the street, had cut down several huge pine trees and he had just built a general purpose “shop” building behind the house, which matched the […]

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Let it Snow

Recent scenes of snow in the news made me think about my first exposure to snow in Germany. Until we arrived in Mannheim, Germany in 1962, we had lived in Georgia and snow was something I had glimpsed for about five minutes one fall. My first snow I remember my mother calling us to come outside and see the snow. My brother and I rushed outsside, where we saw large white flakes falling, then hitting the […]

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Boot Camp Treasures

While my Dad was a drill sergeant at Fort Knox, he would sometimes surpirse me and my brother with presents I call “boot camp treasures” from the previous cycle of recruits that passed through the post. While the pay was meager for recruits, they did receive three hots and a cot, as they say, and until they got weekend passes to go off post, most were confined to post and spent their pay at the […]

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To Find A Fallen Star

I stirred from an uneasy sleep. I needed to use the bathroom, too much juice again before bedtime. Opening my eyes I looked up into the darkness. It was quiet, only the gentle ticking from the clock crept through the stillness. A faint glow of sodium orange framed the bedroom curtain. I turn round to my left side and fumbled for my bedside clock which stood on the top of the bookcase beside the bunk […]

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A Thanksgiving Story

My most memorable Thanksgiving dinner was also my first. I was sixteen and after living thirteen years overseas had just gotten back to the U.S. the month before. I was stuck on a very remote post. There was no commissary, PX, snack bar, housing, nothing except a few million very tall pine trees. Only eight people lived on that post year around and I was going to be one of them. The Army said they […]

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Brats To Come

We here are all Brats. At one point in our lives, we all watched our parent (or parents) don their uniforms and walk out of our homes. For many of us, those departures turned into endless days, weeks or months of wondering if they would return. Sadly, some of us also watched as our loved ones returned to us with their coffins drapped in the colors of our nation. The sacrifices that they made defy […]

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It’s a Small World (For US Brats) After All

If you added up all of the folks that served across the branches over the last 30 or 40 years, and then added the number of dependants (that’d be you and me..and our civvy parent(s)), while the number would be rather large, in reality we’re a small, tight-knit demographic. Case in point was something that happened this past Sunday. My mother and I drove to the Arsenal to attend Sunday service at the Chapel. We […]

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Military Brats “The Ties That Bind”

On the plane back from a well over due class reunion, with tears in my eyes, I put pen to paper and what I was feeling in the depths of my soul spewed forth, filling the pages. As I wrote I had no idea that my words would impact so many people. How I unknowingly found a way to express, what some many others have been feeling in their hearts, but were unable to put […]

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13 Years

Today is the 21st of October…13 years ago, MSG (ret) Lester Kidd closed his eyes for the last time and left this world behind. And at 27 years old, I was left without a father. At the all too young age of 56, he was gone. We’d always assumed that he’d never live to be 90, but 56? While one is never truly prepared for the loss of a parent, my immediate vision of the […]

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Remembering an Army Thanksgiving

This year’s Thanksgiving celebration just passed was one of the best our family has ever held. I hope yours was as well! For once, our entire family was together and we had quite the crowd at the Kerr shanty here in suburban Atlanta Georgia. My mind drifted to other Thanksgivings, and I couldn’t help remembering one from the early sixties–an Army Thanksgiving. I’m not sure of the year, but since it was prior to my […]

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Why I Never Say Goodbye

Editor’s Note: Why I Never Say Goodbye first appeared in Military Brats Online on July 21, 2009 As Military Brats we learned early in life that the friends you have at the moment might be gone tomorrow. While it was exciting to learn that your best friend or a classmate was going to Taiwan, Georgia, Turkey or who knows where, it was also a way of telling someone that your friendship was ending. Goodbyes I can’t […]

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Only To A Brat

Editor’s Note: Only To A Brat was first published in Military Brats Online, June 7, 2011 It had to happen. Though I’d been dreading this for years, I knew the day would come, though I’d hoped I’d never see it. The final class to graduate from Mannheim American High School accepted their diplomas this year. A large piece of my personal history is beginning to slowly fade away. Oh sure…like many other installations that close down, […]

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The First Base

My first base was always my favorite: Mather, AFB. It has been closed and we are going back to see what is left very soon. We did not live on Mather until I was six. WWII and a trip to Alaska postponed being able to live with dad until then. Before the war, he had been stationed there and was there when Pearl Harbor was attacked. Dad and his new bride lived off base. I […]

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